NationStates Jolt Archive

Intercepted Transmission!
// Processing Data...
// Decryption
// Link confirmed.
// Source: O-7 SYSTEM, Orion Galaxy
Unidentified Interstellar Traveller (UIT)
FTL Transmission
// Diagnostics scan of UIT failed
// Identification...
// ...
// Credentials proccessed.
// Identified as: THE OMAR GUILDS
Dossier unavailable.
// Identification of Speaker: THE DIPLOMAT
Dossier unavailable.
// Patching VIDEO FEED, synchronizing AUDIO
// Complete
// Beginning Message.This is a cautionary message that will alert present entities of our presence in the ORION galaxy for future operations and notice. The Guilds have now become activated after the Sixth Hibernation Cycle was completed for recovery after the death of the O-7 Star. We have adapted to our new environment in the lifeless O-7 system once again, but have suffered major losses in portable resources. Recovery is imminent, and once again the post-hibernation processing will begin with assimilation of surrounding systems for resource control and reconsolidation for survival of the Guilds. Natural resources that were exhausted before the O-7 Nova will need to be refufilled in the reawakening proccess, and the recreation of the former Guild status. The Adaptation.Conquest.Survival procedure has begun for all operations outside of the now resourceless O-7 system.

We have lost all of the planets in the inner sector, which once housed the center of the Guilds. Production has halted and re-establishment of Guild Houses and the redistribution of castes must be in order after post-hibernation procedure. A request for peaceful assimilation of nearby system for Omar rehabitation is given to recipients of this cautionary message, but we realize concern of Omar assimilation procedure. We require portable resources, such as organics, to recreate our labouring forces to reawaken production and commerce procedures as was stated in pre-hibernation operations. The Guilds denote that both portable and in-portable resources, such as inorganic raw materials, will be required in post-hibernation proccess for Omar Survival.

Formulation of request in inadequate format, thus to summarize previous succor, the Guilds request co-habitation in a uninhabited system for Omar assimilation of portable and in-portable resources for post-hibernation procedure.

The Houses have fallen and the centralized GEHIRN must be reconstructured or Guilds will fracture and create chaos to the structure we have fervently created in the process of Omar Adaptation, Omar Conquest, Omar Survival. We must preserve what small pieces of the pre-hibernation Omar civilization we have intact to recreate what once was. Thus, we awaken our relations in order to smoothly create transition into post-hibernation civilization.

All caution of active (in more palatable words for sovereign entities, military) assimilation of surrounding systems is noted by the Guilds and then requested to be dismissed, and presents the consideration fo the disarray and confusion among the Guilds after the Nova incident and awakening procedure after the hbiernation. We are existing on failsafe systems that have been activated by the Diplomat, converged into the single entity that is now requesting the aid that the Omar require to commence post-hibernation survival procedures.

If we cannot found portable and in-portable resources to assimilate and reawaken Guild production, then the Guilds will be forced to use measure that would reach the goals of Omar Survival. Passive assimilation currently is our request and policy, but active assimilation may be necessary forsurvival.

The Guilds formally request once more in summary opening of a uninhabited or sparsely organic populated system possessing portable and in-portable resources for Omar assimilation. The Guilds recognize that organic sovereignities and entities request material payback for services. The Guilds will pledge much reimbursement of investments into the Omar Survival programme through opening of Omar technology and arms markets after Production is reinstated, as well as defensive and mutual protection alliances and technological sharing programs that would prove useful to organic sovereignities.

Adapt.Conquer.Survive.

T H E D I P L O M A T
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The Patriarch Emperor offers the assistance of the Grand Sebecean Democratic Imperium. We have one system near your location, that we use for mining. It is rich in metals and has a small moon with primitive plant life. We will loan the system to your needs, as long as we are paid off. You may consume anything the system except our small mining station. However we reserve the right to stop this if outstanding situations call for active use of this system. We will be deploying a Command BattleCarrier to the system for our interests and further contact.

Thank You,

Imperial Communication Ministry

The Patriarch Emperor offers the assistance of the Grand Sebecean Democratic Imperium. We have one system near your location, that we use for mining. It is rich in metals and has a small moon with primitive plant life. We will loan the system to your needs, as long as we are paid off. You may consume anything the system except our small mining station. However we reserve the right to stop this if outstanding situations call for active use of this system. We will be deploying a Command BattleCarrier to the system for our interests and further contact.

Thank You,

Imperial Communication Ministry

FTL TRANSMISSION - REPLY
We thank the sovereignity of "Grand Sebecean Democratic Imperium." The in-portable and portable resources available in the mining system that you have made available to the Guilds will be part of our post-hibernation effort. The Guild Houses are recollecting under procedure begun by the Diplomat Failsafe created by GEHIRN, and an expeditionary force will chart from the O-7-G planet in the system. We will survey resources on the systems, and we also request the Sebecean sovereignity to aid us by relinquishing Sebecean surveying of the system. This will speed oru proccess, and hopefully help us launch a reawakening effort that will recreate previous Omar production and open markets after the second GEHIRN is established on a central planet of choice.

The Sebecean sovereignity is the first to come in contact in the Omar Guilds, thus, we will establish terms of reimbursement by sending a communication envoy to the BattleCarrier deployed in the system. The envoy will communicate the Guild's will in negotiations on reimbursement and further interests with the Sebecean sovereignity and the Omar Guilds.

T H E D I P L O M A T
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COMM FROM COMMAND BATTLECARRIER SIS KARL SALIM II
The Sebecean Military and the Sebecean based Karos Off-World Mining Corporation, will transfer over survay data of this system, including the sensor data from the Karos Mining Station HX-223. Please note that from this time, all communications from you must be directed to this ship, and will be processed hear. If you need any help please contact me.

Signed,
Lord Admiral Krav

COMM FROM COMMAND BATTLECARRIER SIS KARL SALIM II
The Sebecean Military and the Sebecean based Karos Off-World Mining Corporation, will transfer over survay data of this system, including the sensor data from the Karos Mining Station HX-223. Please note that from this time, all communications from you must be directed to this ship, and will be processed hear. If you need any help please contact me.

Signed,
Lord Admiral Krav
The system of O-7 itself was as desolate as it would have been suggested by the messages from the Diplomat. The nova annihilated many of the inner planets, which now were beginning to form swirling clouds of dust in orbit around the sun, which was already forming very young concentrations of debris, which began to spin on itself. They would quite possibly become new planets, a new genesis of resources in the system. Of course, this would take the course of many years, and the lack of a strong sun, only a simple white dwarf, would make any sort of portable resources limited at best. Yet O-7 could remain as a look back, an after image of sorts. Further, it could remain as a platform, although resources were exhausted, it still remained viable enough for use.

O-7-G seemed to stir, a great fissure knocked into one side of the sphere that was created by the nova's shockwave, exposing the shifting mantle that lacked an atmosphere, and thus slowly melting and solidifying again. The planet itself was unstable, and its orbit had been wracked. Debris from the nova manfiested on the planet as constant meteor showers which peppered the ground. Only the subterranean hibernation facilities remained for such a purpose.

From O-7-G was the platform for the assimilation of the system nearby. The survey information and charters were received into the temporary system of communication. This would be most useful as the stellar barges of the Guilds were launched, carrying expeditionary colonization and assimilation forces, but little actual air support beyond what their secondary systems could provide. The Guilds were crippled after the nova, thus, they had to rely on what they could. Located in the sixth of the sixteen steller barges was docked a small enjoy ship designed for the purpose of getting in contact with the Omar's new allies. Soon, they would be leaving the O-7 system and entering the new designating system.

FTL TRANSMISSION TO THE SIS KARL SALIM II

The expeditionary stellar barge fleet is on a course to the system corodinates
provided us. We will be arriving within the next month. Located with this
group is an envoy ship that will be deployed to the Command Ship to begin
bilateral communciations.

End message.
Omar Expeditionary Fleet for Resource Assimilation

COMM FROM COMMAND BATTLECARRIER SIS KARL SALIM II
We will be waiting for your arival. We are deploying patrols and we are making sure the system is secure for your arival. Karl Salim II Out...

Sliding into view was the speeding smooth forms of the sixteen stellar barges, escorted by the only warships the Guilds could muster. The entire fleet was putting all power into engines, and they made it much earlier to the new system than expected. As the fleet came into view, the numbers could be counted. There were sixteen stellar barges, which were tear shaped and very smooth, with a red line on their edge that flashed with a dim red light as it hovered in the air as the assimilation fleet gathered near the BattleCruiser. Escorting them were five destroyers, which were a long trapezoid shape. The ships generally shared the red glow from certain parts of the ship, but then above them a large, looming craft came from the fleet, cylindrical in shape and with a prominent red star on the side with sliding turrets on its side. It was the Omar Guildship, and the only one remaining with the last of the Guilds upon it.

IMAGES: Stellar Barge / http://www.kvad.com/img/large/transport.jpg
Omar Destroyer / http://www.zarkonnen.com/images/galleryimages/cruising.jpg
Omar Guildship / http://www.zarkonnen.com/images/galleryimages/ironclad.jpg

The fleet slowly came to a halt. A small transmission was given to the BattleCruiser.

We request a chart of the system so we may disperse and begin to
settle here. We need what information you can provide us before we begin
the assimilation procedure. When the BattleCruiser is ready to accept the
envoy, we will launch the transport ship with our ambassadors from the
Guilds.

[bump for interest]

"Sir, we have incoming..."
A young (relativly, anyway) captain looked up from the listening station display. He had long ago developed the habitual slouch that people manning mobile listening posts usualy ended up with, the result of a 5' 10" ceiling described as "The optimal height which takes into account both stealth and crew comfort."
Oh...and a %25 increase in the number of breakdowns suffered by LP crews.
The 'Post' was basicaly a box floating in space, manned by six men or women for a period of one month, the crew changeouts were staggered so at least one person had almost one months experience.
The posts commander (a colonel who was permenantly assigned.) came forward and looked at the readout.
The Colonel was old. Old enough to have fought in the Third Kyrr War. What he saw here looked awfully familiar.
"Send a message to central, we have a major problem. Include this message and hope that somebody there has the brains to pass it on. Encode it as priority one and send it on the fast channels, this is very, very bad news."

OOC:
The Kyrr are a sort of huge hive-mind that eats everything they can get to, uses it to make more Kyrr and then moves on to eat everything else.
Theyre almost immpossible to kill fully and even if you DO theres at least six more after the first one.
Theyre a sort of combination Borg/Cthulu/Virusfromsystemshock.
Very nasty.

Naturaly this can be resolved however you see fit, I can have a pilot or ship shot down over wherever your planet is who discover that you are NOT Kyrr, in which case I wont have to burn your planet to a crisp ;)

OOC:
The Kyrr are a sort of huge hive-mind that eats everything they can get to, uses it to make more Kyrr and then moves on to eat everything else.
Theyre almost immpossible to kill fully and even if you DO theres at least six more after the first one.
Theyre a sort of combination Borg/Cthulu/Virusfromsystemshock.
Very nasty.

Naturaly this can be resolved however you see fit, I can have a pilot or ship shot down over wherever your planet is who discover that you are NOT Kyrr, in which case I wont have to burn your planet to a crisp ;)
[OOC: Well, of course, I am rather surprised at how trusting some people have been with the Omar. The Omar Guilds are a peaceful race for the most part. They are right now not in their element, as they are rebuilding. What they mean by assimilation is not takeover, but simply processing of resources. In any case, I can understand the concern. We will respond to your actions accordingly.]

The Imperial Star Empire of Veskaland offers the Zurich sector, it is well within Zaon Imperium space so it is quite safe, also it is rich in mineral deposits, we will allow use of this system for free, however any military matters will be handled by Zaon. If any military vessels or outposts are in Zaon space without prior consent it will be destroyed.

Once we establish ourselves in our new home system and complete our reconstruction process, we can establish assimilation processes of in-portable resources in the "Zurich" sector. We are very appreciative of your concern and seek to reimburse your investment after Omar markets open. We will only escort our barges to the sector when ready to begin our operations to the outside perimeter of the system. We request that Veskaland sovereign spacecraft will escort and protect our operations in that sector, since we are unable to do it. This would mean we are not a reponsible for protection against attacks on our operations. We are counting on you, for when this time comes.

T H E D I P L O M A T
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The Karl Salim II sent out the system charts and sensor data to the Guild Ship. The Carrier began to react as the warships came into veiw, passive and gravity sensors studied the ship. EM signatures were constantly recorded to ensure that there was no build up of energy to power a weapon.

COM TO GUILD SHIPS FROM SIS KARL SALIM II
We have ordered a diplomatic cruiser to jump in to serve as meeting place for further negotiations. It should arive shortly.

After the message was sent, the SDS Congressional Will diplomatic cruiser arrived. The ship checked in with the BattleCarrier, and then began to send a 'docking hail' to both the Guild Ships and to the Flag of the Karl Salim II.

OCC: THe Karl Salim II is a Battle Carrier, not Crusier... bit of a differance. And second the 'Flag' is just the lead command crew.

"Sir, we have incoming..."
A young (relativly, anyway) captain looked up from the listening station display. He had long ago developed the habitual slouch that people manning mobile listening posts usualy ended up with, the result of a 5' 10" ceiling described as "The optimal height which takes into account both stealth and crew comfort."
Oh...and a %25 increase in the number of breakdowns suffered by LP crews.
The 'Post' was basicaly a box floating in space, manned by six men or women for a period of one month, the crew changeouts were staggered so at least one person had almost one months experience.
The posts commander (a colonel who was permenantly assigned.) came forward and looked at the readout.
The Colonel was old. Old enough to have fought in the Third Kyrr War. What he saw here looked awfully familiar.
"Send a message to central, we have a major problem. Include this message and hope that somebody there has the brains to pass it on. Encode it as priority one and send it on the fast channels, this is very, very bad news."

OOC:
The Kyrr are a sort of huge hive-mind that eats everything they can get to, uses it to make more Kyrr and then moves on to eat everything else.
Theyre almost immpossible to kill fully and even if you DO theres at least six more after the first one.
Theyre a sort of combination Borg/Cthulu/Virusfromsystemshock.
Very nasty.

Naturaly this can be resolved however you see fit, I can have a pilot or ship shot down over wherever your planet is who discover that you are NOT Kyrr, in which case I wont have to burn your planet to a crisp ;)


You might not want to assault a Sebecean planet, it could get a little nasty.

OOC:
I dont think that we would even consider attempting negotiations with potential Kyrr...DGNT holds them in the same light as Acigoo (if you know what that is...), something that MUST be kept as far off as possible and preferably destroyed.

IC:
Scoutship Gazi Move to reported 'Omar Guilds' space and report on activity, especially concerning possible Kyrr presence. If area is Kyrr positive, retreat to safe position and report, do not, repeat DO NOT, attempt to engage.

Gazi steamed into the system on is maximum 'silent' speed, barely detectable on most conventional sensors it moved along at a good clip, most of its internal systems were deactiviated in order to maintain its stealth.
The pilot, naturally, was being very cautions. Being eaten was not something he enjoyed.
The ship executed a wide, slow turn, and moved off in the direction from which the transmission had come, keeping careful watch for anything that looked, quoteunquote, "Like the unwanted offspring of a bicycle and a shark having a fight with an octopus."

The Karl Salim II sent out the system charts and sensor data to the Guild Ship. The Carrier began to react as the warships came into veiw, passive and gravity sensors studied the ship. EM signatures were constantly recorded to ensure that there was no build up of energy to power a weapon.

The warships hovered over the stellar barges which were beginning to slowly process the data given. The warships seem uninterested in the Karl Salim, and their systems were right now much mroe focused on their sensors and auxilliary systems as they began to settle after the long ride to the system.

COM TO GUILD SHIPS FROM SIS KARL SALIM II
We have ordered a diplomatic cruiser to jump in to serve as meeting place for further negotiations. It should arive shortly.

REPLY TO SIS KARL SALIM FROM GUILDSHIP LACHEON
The Sixth Stellar Barge of the fleet will be releasing a small envoy
transport ship for our envoy. The emissaries will be unarmed, and as a sign
of trust, unprotected by armed guards. They will meet with your diplomats
to finish any business left and firm extrapolations of further reimbursement
of Sebecean sovereign interests.

After the message was sent, the SDS Congressional Will diplomatic cruiser arrived. The ship checked in with the BattleCarrier, and then began to send a 'docking hail' to both the Guild Ships and to the Flag of the Karl Salim II.

The 'docking hail' was received by the Guildship Lacheon, which responded with a compliance. After the reply was sent, from the sixth stellar barge a docking bay was opened on the top and a very small four man transport was launched and slowly began to glide through the void, coming close to the diplomatic cruiser, requesting docking procedure.

OCC: THe Karl Salim II is a Battle Carrier, not Crusier... bit of a differance. And second the 'Flag' is just the lead command crew.

[OOC: Misread, and acknowledged.]

Gazi steamed into the system on is maximum 'silent' speed, barely detectable on most conventional sensors it moved along at a good clip, most of its internal systems were deactiviated in order to maintain its stealth.
The pilot, naturally, was being very cautions. Being eaten was not something he enjoyed.
The ship executed a wide, slow turn, and moved off in the direction from which the transmission had come, keeping careful watch for anything that looked, quoteunquote, "Like the unwanted offspring of a bicycle and a shark having a fight with an octopus."
As it entered the O-7 system, it immediately detected the presene of huge amounts of debris from obliterated planets and asteroids. In the seeming center of this shattered system was a dim, swirling mass of gas and debris. At the center was a dying white dwarf star, its light nothing as it once was. There was little sign of widespread activity, but ion trails were all over the place. Only days ago a fleet of ships, perhaps a colonization group, had left, off towards deeper into the Orion Galaxy. That direction was identify into the direction of the Sebecean imperium. But more interesting was the detection of the source of the ion trails.

It was the seventh rock from the center of the system, O-7-G it was identified. As it drew closer, it saw that this "planet" was atmosphereless, with showers of meteors and gas swirling around it. It moved erratically n orbit, and it had been knocked to its side, with a massive fissure exposing the shifting mantle underneath the crust of the planet. The ion trails had came specifically from the bottom hemisphere of O-7-G. When put into view, there was dim lights, very small patches across the dark landscape. Apparently, there was small settlements continuing of Omar on the planet's surface.

(OCC: it appears my post has been deleted… oh well!)
Commodore T’Santra, Commanding Officer IVZ Warfront Flagship of the 3rd fleet, reported for duty expecting it to be a relaxing one after the big ‘issue’ with the Randala Pirates, however Fleet Admiral D’Sorro had something else planned for 3rd fleet. “Deyana!” D’Sorro’s voice boomed through the comm. speakers, “how’s the Warfront?” The Warfront was D’Sorro’s old ship back when he was a commodore.
“Oh she’s fine sir, tough ship.” Deyana smiled to herself small talk with the commander of Zaon. “What occasion requires the commander of Zaon to communicate directly with a Commodore?” Deyana’s curiosity was from her father, he directness from her mother.
“Well Deyana, this one comes straight from Mr Wren himself.” D’Sorro’s blonde hair reflected the overhead lights as he turned his head to grab a cup of coffee. Deyana paused for a moment to take in this information. Emperor Wren sent an order down the line specifically directed at her, most other times it was for the Sector commanders to choose who got the assignment. “What is my assignment sir?” Was all she could manage to say, Deyana was glad that she sat down at her desk before she received the transmission.
D’Sorro glanced at her orders that were on another screen to his right. “I am transmitting the orders to you now.”
Her computer beeped as the transmission registered, she opened her orders.

To: Commodore T’Santra, Commander IVZ Warfront 4195-542-03.
Greetings Commodore!
Your mission takes you to the Orion galaxy to the O-7 Sector which was all but destroyed. The civilisation living there has awoken from some kind of hibernation, they are running critically low on the important resources so they need to be escorted to the Zurich Sector safely. Your cargo bays are being loaded with resources that they may require immediately. Along with the usual food, medical supplies, clothing, shelter et cetera.
You are to rendezvous with the rest of 3rd fleet at Titan, as that is where most of the fleet are. Captain Morrison is on special assignment to the Vagar blockade and will therefore not be present for your mission.
Deyana cringed at the thought of poor Morrison at the Vagar blockade on Hendra Prime.
The Orders went on…

So Executive Commander Tantara, in command of the frigate Retaliation will be joining you in his place.
With the briefing over, when you arrive on Titan all the captains of 3rd fleet will receive the Medals for Bravery and Valour.
Congratulations and best wishes,
Elayeth Wren.
Deyana leaned back in her chair. Medal for Bravery and Valour. God, not many people have those, better yet getting them on the same day!
Deyana got off her chair and pressed the button to open the door. The door slid open to reveal the bridge, the commanding officer’s chair looked so inviting Deyana walked over to it but suddenly, “COMMODORE ON THE BRIDGE!” Ensign Toras yelled, all the bridge personnel stood to attention. “At ease,” she called, “Helm, set a course to Titan.”
“Course locked in ma’am. Vortex drive online.” The helmsman responded.
“Good,” Deyana smiled, it was time for her catchphrase, “Initiate!”
That’s it? Oh well never mind maybe her next command will bring a more exciting one…
“Quit complaining will you! I don’t tell you how to narrate so don’t tell me how to command ok?”
Oh ok!
“Thank you.”
“Helm?” Deyana asked, “What is our ETA?”
The helmsman tapped his console, “one hour, forty minutes ma’am.”

***One hour, forty minutes later.***
“Commodore?” The helmsman inquired.
The executive officer smiled and said, “leave this to me son.” He then sat in his chair, next to the captains and leant over towards her, when he was close to her ear, “DEYANA!” Deyana jumped off her seat and frowned she didn’t like surprises, especially one’s that interrupt her dream of a handsome tanned man from, now where was it, Queensland Australia. Too bad he was one…
“Well what am I supposed to do for an hour and forty minutes?” Deyana complained to herself, “Are we there yet?”
The Helmsman nodded, “Yes ma’am, we have docked with Titanus and the emperor is expecting you.”
“Damn! I completely forgot that!” Deyana quickly ran off the bridge to get into her dress uniform she threw a set of keys to the XO, “you have the ship number one.”

***On Titan***
The Emperor is standing in a beautiful garden with a fountain flowing behind him and a long black table in front of him, draped in a silk tablecloth, not the usual Zaon cotton, a silk tablecloth with the flag displayed.
The captains of 3rd fleet were arriving when Deyana beamed in, she bowed to the emperor and took the seat with her name embossed in silver on the back. Each of the captains did the same, in front of them was a lavish spread and silver cutlery with china plates, with platinum around the edge.
“I’m glad you could all make it,” The emperor said, “I would like to personally congratulate you all on a job well done in the Ranas sector against those pirates.”
The emperor smiled and sat down at the head of the table, “the ceremony will begin after lunch, I’m starving!” The captains all waited until the emperor had begun and then too began to eat, everything from roast Qudon to Geramelon pie was there on the table it was hard to choose what to eat first! It was a UN of food, sausages from Poland, coffee from brazil, Qudon from Veskaland and Rotovia creme pie. Lovely.

***50 Minutes later***
“Well,” the emperor said after dabbing his silk napkin to his mouth, “that was a lovely meal, now on to business.
The emperor, Deyana and the captains all transported to Veska Square, where they each received the Medal of Valour and the Medal of Bravery, but there was one more surprise in store for Deyana when D’Sorro beamed in, “I hereby promote you to the rank of Rear Admiral with all the responsibilities and privileges of that rank, so when you get back from your mission, there is a brand new Sumatra class for you to command.”
“Thanks Kyle.” She winked, then she embraced her long time friend.
Captain Harian tapped Deyana on the shoulder, “Don’t we have a civilisation to help?”

***23 hours later***
Deyana opened a channel to all ships in the area, “All ships, this is the Veskan Task force here to assist in security and protection.”

(OCC: The fleet http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/isev/th_ZAONconceptual_Dreadnaught_1.jpg (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v662/isev/ZAONconceptual_Dreadnaught_1.jpg))

[OOC: They are at the O-7 system, or nearby, correct?]

The O-7 System Fringes, near the Omar Destroyer Seuocuo

The huge Omar destroyer hovered ominously over the small planetoid, O-7-S, out on the fringes of the O-7 system. Its great shadow enveloped the planetoid, which was smaller than even the Sol system's Pluto, one of the many tiny planetoids that existed in this area. The O-7 systems was rather rich with resources and celestial bodies, though now it was a swirling wasteland of dust, gas, and ice. The dim light of O-7 did not reach this far, so thus the Destroyer relied on the very weak starlight from far off into the void, though it was almost completely obscured.

Inside the destroyer, the symbions were quickly working to activate the testing procedure. Seuocuo was the last remaining warship in the O-7 system, which was now only a testing ground, exhausted of resources. O-7 however held the shatters of the lost past of the Guilds, and thus sovereignity over the desolate system was never given up, and Omar presence never completely left. Spread across the remaining planetoids, centered on O-7-G, the Omar remaining were seeking something, and were beginning to become much more seperate from their brethren that had begun to immigrate to the new system. Seuocuo was their flagship, their capital ship, their only beacon. Thus, it was what the O-7 Omar had to rely upon.

Unfortunately, in the lapse of confusion regarding the post-hibernation process, outside forces with benevolent intentions made mistakes about the course of the Omar. This was apparent when a Veskan fleet came into sensors of the Destroyer. Immediately the Destroyer, which had been put on stand-by, activated and its systems lights began to glow profusely in the extremely dark area, making its position obvious. The Destroyer could hold its own, but not against a fleet. The testing procedures of the ship's systems were cancelled. There were more pertinent issues.

Soon, the comm systems processed a transmission regarding the arrival of the fleet, that staved off paranoia about the intent of the Veskans.

All ships, this is the Veskan Task force here to assist in security and protection.

The coordinator of the ship was slightly confused, but soon a link was established to the central command in O-7-G, where still The Diplomat and the central parts of the Guilds remained in the transitional period. The message was encrypted and transmitted through the internal Omar systems within the Coordinator, not the ship's comm systems. The Diplomat had full access to every Omar still connected to the now damaged GEHIRN system.

Coordinator of the Seuocuo,

The Veskan task force that has appeared is a friendly force. Do not open fire or endanger relations. They have proven useful to our survival. You are ordered to lead the task force to O-7-H where a group of five stellar barges await for assimilation units to begin resource extration and colonization of the Zurich system. We will be watching the Seucuo. Please keep them away from the Gruipuer Cloud to the east quadrant of the system. Elaboration is irrelevant to the current situation. Renegades have been reported however banding together in post-hibernation disruptions in protocol. They may seek an opportunity to attack the task force, but it appears that there will be little need. Continue with your mission and testing procedures after the task force is finished in the O-7 system.

Adapt.Conquer.Survive

T H E D I P L O M A T
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The coordinator complied and then transmitted his order to the symbions to open a direct comm line from the flagship of the task force directly to the coordinator's internal comm system. They were soon "hailed" and a line was opened at their leisure. On the flagship's comm system, the chilling picture of the Geiger-esque, alien coordinator's face appeared, his glaring yellow goggle-like eyes staring in almost complete darkness as the occasional pulse of red light from the ship's internal systems brought shape to his form, which was humanoid, but almost transhumanist, and then his mechanical, grating voice was slightly off-setting when he began to "speak."

"Veskan sovereigns, we have received your appeal. The Destroyer Seuocuo will lead your task force to O-7-H. Please follow the ion trail and do not stray. Please refrain from entering the Eastern quadrants of the system, as they have become dangerous after the hibernation as renegade Omar groups would seek to isolate and destroy any intruders. We have limited capability to fight this threat, and as soon as we can rebuild out selves, we will route out this threat. The Seuocuo will now set the course to O-7-H. Please set your ship's systems on a following course behind the Destroyer.

End message."

And as soon as the feed ended, the fleet came in visual range of the Destroyer, which turned its immense bulk with alarming alacrity and began to power its engines, a white glow created from the ionization procedure lighting up the planetoid which seemed rather small in comparison to the ship, which was not as immense as any sort of battlestar, but certainly larger than the normal destroyer. It began its course with a small jerk as it began to speed up, deeper into the system, but remaining with speed so the taks force can keep up.

"Veskan sovereigns, we have received your appeal. The Destroyer Seuocuo will lead your task force to O-7-H. Please follow the ion trail and do not stray. Please refrain from entering the Eastern quadrants of the system, as they have become dangerous after the hibernation as renegade Omar groups would seek to isolate and destroy any intruders. We have limited capability to fight this threat, and as soon as we can rebuild out selves, we will route out this threat. The Seuocuo will now set the course to O-7-H. Please set your ship's systems on a following course behind the Destroyer.

End message."
“Orders received and understood.” Deyana responded to the transmission. “Sensors, keep scanning and tactical have weapons and shields ready for activation in a moments notice.”
A series of “aye” responses followed these commands. “I don’t like this place.”

As the Guild Diplomats came aboard the Diplomatic Cruiser, they were lead to a large conference room, were three uniformed Sebecean Officers. The three officers stood up as the guild representatives entered, and as a sign of respect, the outer two officers saluted while the middle said clear and strongly, "I am Lord Admiral Krav of the Sebecean Imperial Fleet. I am commander of the Karl Salim II and I will represent the the Sebecean Sovereign, the Divine Patriarch Emperor Furion Miniah, along with our President, Prime Minister, and Preatorian. These two at my side are my assistants, Orbital Marine Commandant Trigon and Fleet Captian Siae. As a return guesture to your offer to not bring armed personnel aboard this ship, we have returned the gusture and have removed all weapons from this vessel. Now, where shall we begin?"

[OOC: Will post tommorow, tonight its a bit too late to make the kinda of post I wish to make.]

“Orders received and understood.” Deyana responded to the transmission. “Sensors, keep scanning and tactical have weapons and shields ready for activation in a moments notice.”
A series of “aye” responses followed these commands. “I don’t like this place.”

The Omar destroyer boosted its engines and tried to make the pace. There was little of note, save for every once and while debris would click on the hulls or a planteoid would swing into view, with nothing upon it as it slowly disintegrated into space. It seemed to take little heed of the other ships as it weaved its way, closer and closer to the center of the system, where a dying white dwarf star was obscured by the rings and clouds of dust and gas that slowly was being drawn into the dense star. It was a harrowing experience, as there was hardly any light, there was no life, it was all, simply put, dead.

"Veskaland sovereigns,

We are closing in on Osentahai, O-7-H. The Osentahai settlement is located in the northern polar cap. The Stellar Barges are ready to launch when we arrive in proximity of the O-7-H planet. We are encountering no complications."

As the Guild Diplomats came aboard the Diplomatic Cruiser, they were lead to a large conference room, were three uniformed Sebecean Officers. The three officers stood up as the guild representatives entered, and as a sign of respect, the outer two officers saluted while the middle said clear and strongly, "I am Lord Admiral Krav of the Sebecean Imperial Fleet. I am commander of the Karl Salim II and I will represent the the Sebecean Sovereign, the Divine Patriarch Emperor Furion Miniah, along with our President, Prime Minister, and Preatorian. These two at my side are my assistants, Orbital Marine Commandant Trigon and Fleet Captian Siae. As a return guesture to your offer to not bring armed personnel aboard this ship, we have returned the gusture and have removed all weapons from this vessel. Now, where shall we begin?"

The Emissaries seemed to examine their envrionment closely as they entered, and had no qualms about staring (though it was hard to tell under their carapaces.) They were slightly more ornate than other Omar, and plainly wore the symbol of the Guilds on their chest (a solid red six-pointed star). They did not sit down but the left one returned with an extended hand to the Admiral.

"Greetings, sovereign Lord Admiral. We will represent the Guilds in this affairs. We are the Emassaries from the Guild Ivurla, who will be colonizing this system. We appreciate the gesture, though it will not be necessary. We trust that the Sebecean Imperium understands that the Guilds do not wish for open conflict, and that the Sebeceans have no motive in destroying us. We wish to begin with the information on the system, and any coordination of colonization. We would like to know the number of planets in the system, and whether or not the sovereign Imperium has colonized parts of it."

Transmission to the Omar Guilds
From: Emperor (Darth) Trilkan
Subject send only a few ships

http://wso.williams.edu/~rfoxwell/starwars/TPM/pics/Sidious2.jpg

"We would normaly help such an empire but we are under tight security right now. We can afford to give you up to 10 imperator class star destroyers, and 5 acclamator class transports to assist you in anyways. They will be yours for the keeping. Emperor Trilkan out."

Transmission to the Omar Guilds
From: Emperor (Darth) Trilkan
Subject send only a few ships

http://wso.williams.edu/~rfoxwell/starwars/TPM/pics/Sidious2.jpg

"We would normaly help such an empire but we are under tight security right now. We can afford to give you up to 10 imperator class star destroyers, and 5 acclamator class transports to assist you in anyways. They will be yours for the keeping. Emperor Trilkan out."
FTL TRANSMISSION - REPLY
We are grateful to the Imperial Sovereign of Huntaer, and the organic sovereign Emperor Trilkan. We do not wish to press for time, but we would like to enquire as to what sort of technology is used in your spacecraft. We also wish to know the specifications. We may have to convert them to be Omar compatible, as the nano-symbiote system we use is only compatible with our symbions, it is mutually exclusive from other forms of ship control. This may be a complication, but if we are given the rights to perform reverse-engineering on your technology, we can convert it into an Omar adaptable spacecraft.

We also make note of your affiliations with the "Sith," and wish to enquire whether or not the sovereign of Huntaer can aid us in our pursuit of understanding "the Force." We are currently observing the Jedi orders, but we find much more interest into specifically the Sith's aptitude. The Kehaoti are currently under development stages. We seek to expand out castes to include the Force sensitive. We wish to consider all options, and if we can expand our knowledge, we will be more successful in creating the Kehaoti caste.

Adapt.Conquer.Survive.

T H E D I P L O M A T
http://img98.echo.cx/img98/5857/diplomat6nv.jpg

OOC: To help your people understand the force (My people are actually called "Kirtir" rather than sith. They don't think of themselfs to be like sith)
Dark Side Academy (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=414169)


IC: "If the organic ships are of too much trouble for you, we have some of our own Machine ships. We could send those to aid you in the ISD's and Acclamator's stead."

COMPUTER:
Ships of choice available:
Necron Shroud Class Light Cruiser
Necron Jackal Class Raider
Necron Dirge Class Raider

OOC: To help your people understand the force (My people are actually called "Kirtir" rather than sith. They don't think of themselfs to be like sith)
Dark Side Academy (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=414169)

[OOC: I have seen that thread. The Sith thing was an intentional mistake, as The Diplomat associated you automatically with the Sith. Just like Omar Force Adepts are consider Kehaoti, I suppose. What I was inquiring about was the possibility of a joint project dealing with the properties of the force, mainly dealing with genetics. Some of the last remaining of the Kehaoti could attend your Dark Side Academy and become Masters in their own right to start their own tradition, if that is more of what you were thinking.]

IC: "If the organic ships are of too much trouble for you, we have some of our own Machine ships. We could send those to aid you in the ISD's and Acclamator's stead."

COMPUTER:
Ships of choice available:
Necron Shroud Class Light Cruiser
Necron Jackal Class Raider
Necron Dirge Class Raider

We will appreciate if we can acquire specifications of the ship offered,
through either an external link or direct transmission.

T H E D I P L O M A T

OOC: Finding the stats for the necronships will be proven difficult since I don't play BFG... I'll find a way though.

OOC: Finding the stats for the necronships will be proven difficult since I don't play BFG... I'll find a way though.
[OOC: Don't worry about it too much. I'm more interested in the Kehaoti/Kirtir opportunity. Would it be possible for the Kehaoti to study the force with the Kirtir?]

OOC: Yes, it could be possible... just use the link I gave you.

The Admiral was alittle puzzled, for he had sent the systems information himself, but some how these ones didn't hear it.

"There are three small rock planets in the system and one large(2x Earth) rock planet. These four planets are rich in metals and minerals, and two of the smaller ones have plant life and simple animals. Besides the rock planets there are 5 gas giants and 3 ice giants, all of which have metal and mineral rich moons. THe system also has one large asteroid belt and one small one. The Sebecean Imperium has only one mining station in the large asteroid belt. Now, the Sebecean Imperium does not wish to engage in military conflict with you in any way. And Last, our divine sovereign the Patriarch Emperor has taken great interest in your people, and ask for a history of your nation."

The Admiral was alittle puzzled, for he had sent the systems information himself, but some how these ones didn't hear it.

"There are three small rock planets in the system and one large(2x Earth) rock planet. These four planets are rich in metals and minerals, and two of the smaller ones have plant life and simple animals. Besides the rock planets there are 5 gas giants and 3 ice giants, all of which have metal and mineral rich moons. THe system also has one large asteroid belt and one small one. The Sebecean Imperium has only one mining station in the large asteroid belt. Now, the Sebecean Imperium does not wish to engage in military conflict with you in any way. And Last, our divine sovereign the Patriarch Emperor has taken great interest in your people, and ask for a history of your nation."
They considered the words carefully, communicating to each other silently, before the other one responded in earnest.

"Thank you for the reassurance. We are sure that it is against both of our interests for any sort of conflict. It is a question that you ask us of our history. The problem is, when the Nova occured the records to our civilization were annihilated. We had to rely on our memories that were stored in the genebanks, as we had no written language, instead building our society on genetic memory. We only have few pieces of recollections from those times. There were sixth periods in our history, centering around the Six Hibernations, beginning with our establishment in the Osente system. Our origins are not known, and we do not make any mythology of it. We always were. We Omar have always existed at the Fringe. We only seek our own Survival, thus, to gain access to resoures otuside our systems, we created our own markets and commerce, thus the creation of the Guilds, and beginning of our black markets and involvement in smuggling that were sanctioned by the Guilds. We found that this was easier than conquest, thus, we gained access to resources we could not find ourselves, and quickly expanded, lviing through great cataclysms through hibernation periods. We reached the pinnavle of our civilization when we constructed the GEHIRN. The GEHIRN was an AI that centralized our civilization, and created the Castes. The GEHIRN predicted the Nova, thus, we began the Sixth Hibernation. The Diplomat was created as a failsafe, and thus, we serve The Diplomat for now until the Guilds return to their former state."

The other one had not said anything but then seemed to stir and added onto the other's tangent.

"That is a basic outline of what we still know about our history. Do you need any more elaboration?"

"No sir we don't. However, on the matters of payment for this system. The Miniahic Imperial Dynasty proposes that within a few days we shall cede two nearby systems and this system, completly to the Guild, in return for your all designs of your current technology. The PE* would also like for your nation to sign a 1,000 year treaty with the Sebecean Imperium. He also says that if you agree to the 1,000 year treaty, you are invited to travel to the Imperial Capital City of Beasida to work out the details. Now remember that these are only request at the time, and we can work out details to suit both parties. Oh, I almost forgot, being that we are from different cultures and backgrounds, please excuse any of our customs that you may find rude of distasteful, and we shall do the same. Now, please sit."

"No sir we don't. However, on the matters of payment for this system. The Miniahic Imperial Dynasty proposes that within a few days we shall cede two nearby systems and this system, completly to the Guild, in return for your all designs of your current technology. The PE* would also like for your nation to sign a 1,000 year treaty with the Sebecean Imperium. He also says that if you agree to the 1,000 year treaty, you are invited to travel to the Imperial Capital City of Beasida to work out the details. Now remember that these are only request at the time, and we can work out details to suit both parties. Oh, I almost forgot, being that we are from different cultures and backgrounds, please excuse any of our customs that you may find rude of distasteful, and we shall do the same. Now, please sit."
"Our technology, excluding that of our weaponry and ammunition, is custom tailored for the Omar. We have invested mostly in genetics and cybernetics, which have been designed to create what you see before you. The Omar themselves are constructed from this technology. Our space travel technology also is only compatible with the Symbion caste. However, what we could offer is the information and schematics of this technology. Reverse engineering may allow for usage of these technologies by the Imperium. We can also give the specifications of our nanotechnological ammunition system for universal use."

There was a pause, and then the next one began to speak.

"We would first would like to know the intent and purpose of such a treaty before we make any agreements. And excuse all cultural notions. We do not seek to offend you, but we do not have any specific protocol that can be breached. We prefer to stand ourselves, if that is alright with you. It provides mroe stability with the rigid carapaces."

"I see, well the 1,000 Year Treaty is basically a Non-aggression pact and a economic treaty that only last 1,000 years. The specific details can be worked out. "

The Admiral sat while his assistants stood.

"The reason we ask for the details of your technology is not that the Imperium's technology is inferior, infact we state that all spacing technology is effective in the right hands, but we would wish to inhance our capabilities to preserve uh... peace in this universe. We do understand what your 'Symbion caste' is, whether it is a ship class of a echelon of your civilization, but we can untilize it. Do not underestimate our capabilities as a advanced spacing power, for we have a history of adapting many different technologies and designs to create the current GSDI Fleet, and..."

A chain of beeps interupted the Lord Admiral, as he looked down at his control screen. Six Sebecean ships jumped into the system next to the BattleCarrier, Earion class destroyers- http://www.dendezyn.net/affv4/images/ships/usn_ranger/rangerWIP3.jpg

"Excuse that, six transport ships arived to supply the Karl Salim. Anyway we prefer to be safe so any new technologies to complement our own helps."

OOC: You don't know the ships are destroyers because most of their turrets are tucked away in the hull, at most i should look like a lightly armed transport.

"The Symbions are a Omar caste. They are designed to man the Omar ships. Our ships require the symbiote relationship as the Symbions have the neural nanotech augmentations required to control the craft. However, we will give you access to parts of our technology. However, we are unsure if we can give out everything that we know."

They then took note of the new ships.

"Very well then. We understand your discretion."

I am sorry to say this, but you must cede everything you know. Your new Emperor declares it, and if you do not, you and your people will fail... its your choice all or nothing..."

OOC: The Sebecean imperium in some manners is like helpful big brother and in other cases is like the soviet union in the warsaw pact. It is a free culture, but the will do anything to learn more... its like in 'History of the World Pt 1' "Hump or death" Muhaha...

I am sorry to say this, but you must cede everything you know. Your new Emperor declares it, and if you do not, you and your people will fail... its your choice all or nothing..."

The Emissaries paused, communicating with each other until The Diplomat gave them his personal word. They hesistated, and then one of them spoke.

"We bow to no organic sovereign. We are our own people. Your Emperor means nothing to us. He shall never order the Guilds to abide by his will, we will not let it."

"So be it" Declared the Admiral

He motioned and 6 armed Orbital Marines entered.

"Since you will not kneel by option, you will fall by his will"

The Admiral motioned again, as the Marines opened fire upon the guild members.

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The Karl Salim II and the six destroyers targeted the Guild warships and opened fire. The ships used their charged particle cannons, and the kenetic mass drivers. The BattleCarrier slowly turned to bring it's Chaotic Gravity cannons to bear on the larger guild ships and fired. Insulting the Emperor was a crime like no other to Sebeceans, and the Guild would pay.

The Emissaries emitted a loud screech as their carapce pressurization systems were deactivated and then their self-destruction protocol activated, their bodies exploding and raining flak and debris across the room, as well as lodging themselves into the wall. It took only one death of the Omar for every single other to be activated. They all were alerted. The Sebeceans would pay for their betrayal.

[OOC: I need information on the Chaotic Gravity cannon if you could supply. Then I can post the Guildship Lacheon's response.]

The Omar Destroyers were the first to react. Three of them synchronized did not fire at the Setian destroyers. They pointed directly in a triangle formation towards the BattleCruiser. There was a moment as a massive amount of energy needed to be amassed. A great light could be seen in the main frontal cannon, and three huge beams fired out at the BattleCruiser. They were electro-magnetically charged Railcannons, anti-shield weaponry that was designed to cut directly through the shield and into the hull. They attempted to point the weapons towards the bottom, where they hoped that the hull would be weakest.

The stellar barges immediately began to retreat behind the cover fire of the Guildship and Destroyers, activating their subspace engines as soon as possible and sleekly speeding off, carrying the future of the Omar Guilds within them. The remaining destroyers came on the starboard side, firing their Beam cannons and flak cannons at the Setian destroyers, focusing their fire power to distract from the retreat of the stellar barges. Quickly, boarding parties were being organized to be deployed into the Arane boarding craft.

OOC: The Chaotic Gravity cannon creates a stable micro black hole (after some time-43.38 minutes-it is ripped apart by ambiant gravity) and slingshots it by means of chaotic gravity generators, the decimator has many of these cannons on it, along with many other powerful cannons. The gravity bolt has a unknown level of gees at the core, but has 100 at the threshold or the point at which sensors could not measure. It is a weapon that can devistate a target even without hitting it.

IC: The Carrier focused its FRAG Cannons on the group of guild warships as did the band of destroyers. They continued to fire and a point on each of the enemy warships. The Guild weapon was fired and hit the Carrier disrupting its sheilds, the rest of the charged particles neared the hull of the Carrier but 99% of their charged was absorbed by the Energy-Sink Manifolds while the particles imacted the hull leaving a large scar on the belly of the massive fortress. The Gravity cannons turned to the guild warships and fired.

OOC: The Carrier is only weak at the outer rings. the belly where the bulk of the ship is heavily armoured. The ESM or Energy-Sink Manifolds absorb energy along the hull and stores the unstable energy them up in batteries where the energy is converted into heat, and then is absorbed by the ship to redirect to other subsystems. They can be overwhelmed by the time of battle, but they help to keep ships in the fight longer. Only large Sebecean ships have many of these such as the Decimator (largest ship) dreadnought, jugernought, Command Carrier, and the Command BattleCarrier. The destroyers only have one, and that can be easily overwhelmed. Note that Farscape, Homeworld, and the Risen Empire/Killing of Worlds books is where the bulk of my technology comes from, and is usually a mix of them.

"Sir, we're picking up a transmission from an unknown system." the comms officer on SNF Vigilant reported to his superior. "Looks like a distress call sir."

The commander of the ship walked over to the commscan and looked at the readout on the screen. "Definately something, pass it along to Intel and have them take a look, we still have to get this convoy back home."

"Will do sir."

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Several hours later in the Andari system, as the convoy brakes up and the Vigilant is sitting over the trade planet Dunwyl the commander is again called over by the comms officer. "What is it now?" he asks, slightly annoyed.

"Sir, Intel has replied about the transmission. They say that Diplo wants us to make first contact and arrange a deal."
"The can't order us around without confirmation from a Naval head."
"Sir," the officer says as he points to the screen in front of him.

The commander looks to see the seal and signature of Admiral Motti, his superior and swears under his breath.

"So its only going to be us to greet them?"
"No sir, the orders say we are going to be met by 4 mega-junkers which will carry a detachment of SDF troops, 2 squadrons of Miy'til fighters, a diplo squad and an intel squad."
"Alright, send them this message":
Omar representatives, this is Commander Fadir of the Armed Republic of the Serene Death. We have recieved your message and are on route to negotiate your relocation. If you show hostilities we will remove you with extreme predjudice, but if you show no hostilities we may be able to find a mutually beneficial arrangement.
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A few hours later the remaining parts of the party joined up with the Vigilant, and they all jumped to the outskirts of the Omar system.


OOC:
SNF Vigilant: http://www.hyperjump.net/thomasparis/swshipstats/acclamatormkii.jpg
Miy'til fighter (note, mine have been upgraded with more weapons): http://www.hyperjump.net/thomasparis/swshipstats/starfighter-miytil.jpg
Mega-junkers are very large cargo transports made out of mostly junk parts.

I know who the Omar are, very cool idea :)

The science officer on board the IZV Sumatra noticed something on his monitors, which isn’t surprising considering that the Sumatra had some of the best sensors in the Milky Way Galaxy.
“Captain?” the officer called, “I am detecting several gravity distortions in quadrant six, also detecting Guild weapons, aimed at the Setian-Sebaceans’ vessels.”
The captain responded, “Comms, tell the Warfront”
“Aye sir,” the communications officer replied, “Sir they are responding.”
[An image of Rear Admiral T’Santra appeared on a screen that had shimmered into existence]
“We have detected the same thing, we believe the gravity distortions you detected are infact are the results of a weapon fired by the Setian-Sebaceans.” Deyana said.
“Are we to defend the Guildships?” the captain asked.
“Yes,” she pressed a button on her chair’s arm, “All ships turn around and activate weapons and shields, armour ready.”
All the vessels followed the order and slowly turned, the Sumatra class vessels turned quickest, they were the fastest attack ships that Veskaland’s Zaon Imperium fielded. The second fastest the Garundai class, commonly known as Zaon Customs frigate, turned a white glow formed on uts underside as its weapons activated. Finally the dreadnaught Warfront turned, its powerful weapons activated, the Neutron Torpedo was one of the Imperium’s most powerful weapons.

Deyana gave her tactical officer an order, “Lock disruptors on target, fire when ready.”

OOC: The Chaotic Gravity cannon creates a stable micro black hole (after some time-43.38 minutes-it is ripped apart by ambiant gravity) and slingshots it by means of chaotic gravity generators, the decimator has many of these cannons on it, along with many other powerful cannons. The gravity bolt has a unknown level of gees at the core, but has 100 at the threshold or the point at which sensors could not measure. It is a weapon that can devistate a target even without hitting it.

[OOC: o.0 .... So, that's bad right? > . >]

The BattleCarrier slowly turned to bring it's Chaotic Gravity cannons to bear on the larger guild ships and fired.

The massive cylindrical Guildship realized the activation of the Gravity Cannons. Seeing as it was the target of something to be launched, it did a very quick diagnostics scan. The Symbion relayed it to the Coordinator in control of the Tactical branch.

"Coordinator, we are detecting a flux of gravity. Apparently, the organics are attempting to activate a gravity weapon. Response?"

There was a definate pause.

"Activate the power for evasive measures, and activate all kinetic projectile weapons on a trajectory that will mar the course of the gravity weapon when activated. We will attempt to dodge it by using the mass of our projectile weapons to slow or slightly put off the course of what they attempt to use."

"Acknowledged. Beginning evasive procedure."

The Guildship immediately activated its top thrusters. They were used for 3D manueverability, along with circular thrusters on both sides of the cylinder. Most of the power was diverted here, and what it did was attempt to make it as hard as possible for the gravity weapon to hit it. Hopefully the projectiles would interfere as much with the bolt as possible to give a clean getaway, but nothing is certain.

The Carrier focused its FRAG Cannons on the group of guild warships as did the band of destroyers. They continued to fire and a point on each of the enemy warships. The Guild weapon was fired and hit the Carrier disrupting its sheilds, the rest of the charged particles neared the hull of the Carrier but 99% of their charged was absorbed by the Energy-Sink Manifolds while the particles imacted the hull leaving a large scar on the belly of the massive fortress. The Gravity cannons turned to the guild warships and fired.

These gravity weapons were becoming a nuisance. Perhaps the technology the Sebeceans had would be useful later. But that is an afterthought. The Omar must survive, first of all, and while adaptation is part of this, we must focus on the current situation in which survival is threatened.

The Railcannons had not the full effect desired, but achieved their purpose. The Destroyers began evasive actions and tried to encircle the Sebeceans, moving at alarming speeds for a ship their size. They used their Beam Cannons on the Sebecean Destroyers, as it seemed to be more effective, and their projectiles on the BattleCarrier. As soon as they moved into position, from the Guildship and the Destroyers small clouds of arachnid-esque ships were launched. The Arane (http://www.zarkonnen.com/images/galleryimages/Spider.jpg) ships pointed their back tail towards their targets. A total of 18 could be counted, and were all directed to the temporarily shieldless BattleCarrier. They were to target with their tail any joint and any possible weak point to grant the Omar entry into the BattleCarrier and through boarding teams lock down the BattleCarrier's systems, ultimately turning the tide in the Omar's favor.

Omar representatives, this is Commander Fadir of the Armed Republic of the Serene Death. We have recieved your message and are on route to negotiate your relocation. If you show hostilities we will remove you with extreme predjudice, but if you show no hostilities we may be able to find a mutually beneficial arrangement.

The Serene sovereigns will not be met with hostilities, however, the Omar have been forced into a war with the Sebecean Imperium and thus all weapons will be at full readiness. We are not able to accomodate for negotiations at the present time, but after this conflict has ended, we can begin relations with the Armed Republic sovereignty.

We would also make the appeal for aid in our endeavor to protect ourselves against the Sebecean aggressors. We understand that it may not be in direct interest of your sovereignty, but we are seeking every possibility to help us survive. We will attempt to reimburse your investments into this as much as we can.

T H E D I P L O M A T
http://img98.echo.cx/img98/5857/diplomat6nv.jpg

The science officer on board the IZV Sumatra noticed something on his monitors, which isn’t surprising considering that the Sumatra had some of the best sensors in the Milky Way Galaxy.
“Captain?” the officer called, “I am detecting several gravity distortions in quadrant six, also detecting Guild weapons, aimed at the Setian-Sebaceans’ vessels.”
The captain responded, “Comms, tell the Warfront”
“Aye sir,” the communications officer replied, “Sir they are responding.”
[An image of Rear Admiral T’Santra appeared on a screen that had shimmered into existence]
“We have detected the same thing, we believe the gravity distortions you detected are infact are the results of a weapon fired by the Setian-Sebaceans.” Deyana said.
“Are we to defend the Guildships?” the captain asked.
“Yes,” she pressed a button on her chair’s arm, “All ships turn around and activate weapons and shields, armour ready.”
All the vessels followed the order and slowly turned, the Sumatra class vessels turned quickest, they were the fastest attack ships that Veskaland’s Zaon Imperium fielded. The second fastest the Garundai class, commonly known as Zaon Customs frigate, turned a white glow formed on uts underside as its weapons activated. Finally the dreadnaught Warfront turned, its powerful weapons activated, the Neutron Torpedo was one of the Imperium’s most powerful weapons.

Deyana gave her tactical officer an order, “Lock disruptors on target, fire when ready.”

The Seuocuo joined with the fleet as they made a turn for the dubbed "Ivurla" system. The Seuocuo Coordinator advised them on the situation.

"The Sebeceans and the Guilds were under negotiations dealing with the acquisition of the Ivurla system and the surronding area. The price given was full reacquisition of technology. The Emissaries were ordered to renegotiate, as we Omar do not wish to bring out everything we know, everything that makes us Omar be traded away. If anything is sacred, know that it is our memory. The Sebeceans attempted to turn us into a vassal states, and declared that their Emperor had sovereignty over that of The Diplomat and Guilds. We refused and declared their Emperor had no power over us. We were betrayed, and the Emissaries were executed by the Sebeceans. As soon as we all felt the death of our fellow Omar, we realized there was only one thing, and that was to fight back. We are fighting for our sovereignty, for the sanctity of our memory. And we are glad that some can realize, like the sovereingty of Veskaland, our predictament in such a weakened position."

The crew on board the Sumatra were at full offensive readiness, their newest potential ally, the Omar, were under attack by the Sebeceans, an apparently evil race who will do anything to eradicate all those who will not side with them, the Zaon databank lists this information about them:

The Sebeceans are a race fuelled by the dark side of the force, their leader a ‘Patriarch Emperor’ Furion Miniah:
“… is pretty much just a pain in the ass” – Rear Admiral Deyana T’Santra
Is considered a Sith Lord, using the Dark side to rule the Sebeceans.

“Well,” the captain of the Sumatra, a Captain Davis, shook his head, “how long until we reach the targets?”
The tactical officer looked at his panel then looked at Davis, “We are there… now sir.”
“Open fire then man!” Davis responded.

The Sumatra swooped down on the Sebecean Carrier and dropped its Neutron Bombs.

"Sir we have many small contacts bearing right for us, Activating AFCOMM Flak... flak engaged, sir waiting for further instructions." Said the Fleet ExO standing behind the Ordinance Station.

"ExO, Order those destroyers on random subspace assault jumps, 90 second spacing. Lauch all Banshees and Valkaries in bay, and recal those that are out. Last get me a com to Beasida..." Commanded the Lord Admiral

The ExO established a link to Beasida Military Command. The Admiral began to speak in a ancient dialect of Sebecean, and from that he ordered a Command Carrier Entourage* to bear in the system.

After the destroyers plotted their jumps, they vanished into subspace, then seconds later reappeared in different positions, two of them parallel to the Guild warships. THe Guild Warships did not react right away, and the Destroyers took the moment and opened a broadside with cannons, missiles, and anti-capitalship torpeados. 90 Seconds later they vanished again, to reapear in new positions.

Fighters rushed out of the carrier and came into combat targetting the fleeing guild ships.

COMM TO VESKALAND
We have no quarrel with your nation, we are not the aggressors in this conflict, we are mearly acting in self-defense after a Guild attempt to take this system by force. We have nothing to do with 'the force' and have no knowledge of what it is. The Patriarch Emperor, Forever and Absolute**, is a benevolent leader who founded our nation hundreds of thousands of years ago, he is our father and brother and you may find him very insightful. Withdraw your forces, for we do not wish to harm your people.


*Command Carrier Entourage is of a fleet of 4-6 Command Carriers with many support ships, destroyers, frigates, and light carriers.

** Forever and Absolute refers to the Patriarch Emperor's immortality and his word and wisdom

The Serene sovereigns will not be met with hostilities, however, the Omar have been forced into a war with the Sebecean Imperium and thus all weapons will be at full readiness. We are not able to accomodate for negotiations at the present time, but after this conflict has ended, we can begin relations with the Armed Republic sovereignty.

We would also make the appeal for aid in our endeavor to protect ourselves against the Sebecean aggressors. We understand that it may not be in direct interest of your sovereignty, but we are seeking every possibility to help us survive. We will attempt to reimburse your investments into this as much as we can.

T H E D I P L O M A T
http://img98.echo.cx/img98/5857/diplomat6nv.jpg"Oh great, look what you've got us into now," the commander said to the diplomat standing next to him. "What are you going to do now? These Sebeceans have a carrier group and all we have is a small destroyer and a few starfighters."

The diplomat, dressed in a suit, looked at the display of the battle going on. "What if we call in for reinforcements? A few more ships to atleast make these Sebaceans withdraw. Then we could extract some of these people."

"I don't think that would work, how about you tac officer?" the commander says, looking at the dog-faced officer off to his side.
The officer studies the display before responding. "Not a good idea sir, we'd need 2 or 3 strike forces to even make them withdraw, and we don't know what kind of backup they could pull into the sector."

"What about a marine action?" the diplomat asks, butting in.
Before the commander can give a snide remark, the tac officer responded, "even if we could get passed the black holes and the guns, we still don't know about their point defenses or the defenses inside the ship. Also, it would be declaring war on them and we don't have the right to do that."

The diplomat sighs and nods in agreement. "Too true, I guess we'll have to try something different." He moves over to the comms officer and says, "send this message to the Omar":

Omar diplomat, this is the Serene Death ambassador Jarsem. We are unable to directly intervene in your conflict with the Sebaceans. However, we have come to help out, and so we are willing to give you our 4 mega-junkers. These ships are able to carry many thousand tons of cargo and many thousand passengers and only require 20 crew members to run. We will give them and more to your people in return for technology and open relations between our people.
We are not going to jump into a war we know nothing about, but we will give you aid. If you need anything specificly, please tell us and we will try to provide it. We hope that our peoples will be able to continue our good relations in a less stressful situation.

The Commander listened to the diplomat's message, then started to give orders: "Have our men set the controls for the junkers to be remotely piloted from here and send the fighters out to run escort for the junkers. Then have us move to above the junkers. Have all shields on maximum with full cover then jump 200,000 km away from the battle. Then just have us wait there on full alert until we have a response from the Omar. Send this message to the Sebacean ships on all frequencies to make sure they get it:"

This Commander Fadir of the SNF Vigilant. We have an agreement with the Omar, and must stick to it. We are not joining this battle and wish to remain out of it. However, if you decide to bring us into it, we will make you pay.

"Sir we have many small contacts bearing right for us, Activating AFCOMM Flak... flak engaged, sir waiting for further instructions." Said the Fleet ExO standing behind the Ordinance Station.

"ExO, Order those destroyers on random subspace assault jumps, 90 second spacing. Lauch all Banshees and Valkaries in bay, and recal those that are out. Last get me a com to Beasida..." Commanded the Lord Admiral

The ExO established a link to Beasida Military Command. The Admiral began to speak in a ancient dialect of Sebecean, and from that he ordered a Command Carrier Entourage* to bear in the system.

After the destroyers plotted their jumps, they vanished into subspace, then seconds later reappeared in different positions, two of them parallel to the Guild warships. The Guild Warships did not react right away, and the Destroyers took the moment and opened a broadside with cannons, missiles, and anti-capitalship torpeados. 90 Seconds later they vanished again, to reapear in new positions.

Fighters rushed out of the carrier and came into combat targetting the fleeing guild ships.

"Coordinator, apparently they are using subspace technology to blink across the battlefield."

"Vacuous. They will destroy their engines if they use so much power. They will not be able to use their shields and their weapons durring their jumps. Prepare for second wave."

"Coordinator, they are using anti-retreat tactics. Apparently, they think we are retreating."

"Acknowledged. Prepare the Arane ships to ignore the ships going after those retreating. Put the Guildship on a retreat course. They will focus all their power on our strongest ship, allowing the Arane to close in and board the Carrier."

After the first onslaught by the Sebecean jumpers, the Guild Destroyers managed to keep intact as some of the ablative armor sheared off after their shields were decimated. They were told to channel all engine poer into the shields, hopefully recharging them in time. When the Sebeceans appeared once more, they were ready. Those that appeared directly in front of a Destroyer was shot through by a Railcannon and two anti-ship torpedos from the frontal tubes. Those on the sides were shot with all the beamcannons nad flak cannons they could muster. The Sebecean jumpers couldn't always surprise the Destroyers, and they were ready this time. If they continued to use so much power constantly through the battle, they would most likely damage their systems and make themselves vulnerable. In any case, the Guild Destroyers now focused on defending themselves from the Sebecean jumpers, focusing most of their sensors on tracking the subspace engines so they can find out where they will appear next, if at all possible.

Meanwhile, the all-but ignored Arane ships sped under the battle, dispersing as the retreating Guildship attracted as much firepower as possible. They moved into a circle formation far under the Carrier, and slowly began to point upwards and sped off at maximum speed, letting their ramming legs and their insertion tail be prepared and attempt to breach the carrier at any apparent joints or weakpoints so Omar boarding teams can be allowed in.

One of the Sebecean Destroyers, SIS Ucel appeared in the firing path of a guild warship, it was hit by many kinetic, energy, and other ordinance. Two torpeados hit the front hanger, and the aft engine teirs, pushing the ship back. The Hull began to lose integrity and the ship broke up in a series of explosions. Escape pods flew from the destroyed hull.

About 2 minutes after the destroyer was lost, the Command Carrier Entourage Miniahic Victory arived, and formed up out of most weapons' ranges execpt the powerful FRAG Cannon that the Command Carrier was armed to the teeth with. A Screen of Missles, FRAG bolts, and Anti-Capital Ship Torpeados, erupted from the Entourage and hit all ships engaging Sebecean Warships. A second volley, and third followed by many more. Fighters rushed out of their bays, like bee out of a hive. They bolted to all guild warships, hitting they with particle cannons and cheap high-explosive rockets. Valkaryies* (Bomber/Light Corvette) jetted to the enemy ships unloading everything. Orbital Marine Ships loaded up, and headed for Veskaian ships.

ALL WAVEBAND HAIL
This is the Sebecean Imperial Entourage Miniahic Victory, we will not cease our actions of selfdefense, nor will we engage ships of neutral parties. However we must maintain that this system is property of the Grand Sebecean Democratic Imperium and is protected by the People of Setia, The Imperial Dynasty, and the Coalitionist Congress. We extend an offer to the Guild Diplomat, for it to leave with his non-combat ships, however his combat ship must surrender to Imperial Forces.

One of the Sebecean Destroyers, SIS Ucel appeared in the firing path of a guild warship, it was hit by many kinetic, energy, and other ordinance. Two torpeados hit the front hanger, and the aft engine teirs, pushing the ship back. The Hull began to lose integrity and the ship broke up in a series of explosions. Escape pods flew from the destroyed hull.

About 2 minutes after the destroyer was lost, the Command Carrier Entourage Miniahic Victory arived, and formed up out of most weapons' ranges execpt the powerful FRAG Cannon that the Command Carrier was armed to the teeth with. A Screen of Missles, FRAG bolts, and Anti-Capital Ship Torpeados, erupted from the Entourage and hit all ships engaging Sebecean Warships. A second volley, and third followed by many more. Fighters rushed out of their bays, like bee out of a hive. They bolted to all guild warships, hitting they with particle cannons and cheap high-explosive rockets. Valkaryies* (Bomber/Light Corvette) jetted to the enemy ships unloading everything. Orbital Marine Ships loaded up, and headed for Veskaian ships.

One of the Guild Destroyers erupted in flame as it was bombarded. However, most of the others skillfully dispersed as the range the Entourage was at gave them an advantage to dodge. When the fighters came, the flak cannons were directed at them as they passed, disinegrating into the shields, and hopefully decimating them and lodging themselves within the ship itself. The Arane boarding ships were all but forgotten, however, that was the plan. They had finally reached their target and rammed directly into joints, meeting places, and other possible weak points of the BattleCarrier. As soon as their tail breached the hull, the teams within were be unloaded and would attempt to disrupt enemy systems.

ALL WAVEBAND HAIL
This is the Sebecean Imperial Entourage Miniahic Victory, we will not cease our actions of selfdefense, nor will we engage ships of neutral parties. However we must maintain that this system is property of the Grand Sebecean Democratic Imperium and is protected by the People of Setia, The Imperial Dynasty, and the Coalitionist Congress. We extend an offer to the Guild Diplomat, for it to leave with his non-combat ships, however his combat ship must surrender to Imperial Forces.

Vacuous.

You seem to think that I rest there in the Guildship. I have not left my position, and I am not to compromise this position either. We acknowledge the property, but your misleading of the situation only proves that you are weak. Your betrayal and aggression will be noted, considering it was you who killed simple emissaries on your ship. It shows how weak you organics really are, to attack unarmed and harmless creatures such as that. Does it satisfy you? Does it make you feel stronger? Pathetic.

The stellar barges have already retreated and are closing in on a proper sanctuary. We will not surrender our military ships. We will not surrender our technology. We will not surrender our sovereingty. We will not surrender our memory. That is our Survival, and that is unalienable. You will not succeed.

T H E D I P L O M A T
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This is the Sebecean Imperial Entourage Miniahic Victory, we will not cease our actions of self-defence, nor will we engage ships of neutral parties. However we must maintain that this system is property of the Grand Sebecean Democratic Imperium and is protected by the People of Setia, The Imperial Dynasty, and the Coalitionist Congress. We extend an offer to the Guild Diplomat, for it to leave with his non-combat ships, however his combat ship must surrender to Imperial Forces.
Deyana listened to the transmission through the speakers. She walked over to the communication panel and dismissed the officer attending to the console.
“This is the Zaon Imperium dreadnought Warfront, this system does not belong to your government, infact the Omar government has placed official claim to this system. So leave or be destroyed.
She then sent a message to the Omar Guildship
“This is Rear Admiral Deyana representing the Zaon Imperium, the Veskaland presence in the Milkyway galaxy. I am here to offer you an ally. We do not require any resources or anything of that nature, we only offer protection against hostiles, if it is needed, until your once great nation state is once again a thriving competitor in the intergalactic game of politics.

This is Rear Admiral Deyana representing the Zaon Imperium, the Veskaland presence in the Milkyway galaxy. I am here to offer you an ally. We do not require any resources or anything of that nature, we only offer protection against hostiles, if it is needed, until your once great nation state is once again a thriving competitor in the intergalactic game of politics.
The Guildship Coordinator responded in kind.

"We thank Veskaland and the Zaon Imperium with sincere gratitude. We are currently under major fire from the Command Carrier Entourage that has appeared in this system. The main objective is to protect this ship, as it carries the future of Guild Ivurla in it. Our Arane boarding ships have reached the BattleCarrier and our Destroyers are being decimated from volleys of the Entourage. We are outnumbered, but they are not in range of our Guildship. If we can get it to safety, then we can retreat to the Osente system if that is the only way we can survive. We would attempt and remain in this system if at all possible, but unfortunately we see that as an impractibility because of the heavy involvement of the Sebecean Imperium. It may be better to leave the situation alone. The Sebeceans apparently are offended by our rejection of their Emperor's sovereignty over the Omar. They have however commited to greatest crime to the Guilds, and that is kill one of our own. Not just any Omar, but defenseless Emissaries. It was an act of organic cowardice. It is unforgivable. It will never be forgotten."

(OCC: Omar do you have MSN? If so add me: doom_meister@hotmail.com)
“We understand your situation, the 3rd fleet is en route to your Guildship’s current position, we should arrive in two minutes. Our Sumatra heavy fast attack destroyers will take out any small contacts and the dreadnought and Customs Frigates will focus on the Command Carrier, the fleet contains 48 Sumatras, 27 Customs Frigates and one dreadnought. We will defend your people till our last man falls.” Rear Admiral T’Santra.

[As she spoke several attack shuttles were being prepped and loaded with troops, a direct attack was planned against the Command Carrier. Some of the troops were equipped with the latest Drakken Arms weapon, the majority however used S-34’s and the officers used X-VII’s.]
“All fighters, get out there and get ‘em!” Rear Admiral T’Santra

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Drakken Arms M-607 Coaxial Assault Rifle
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S-34 “Alpha”
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Veska X-VII Special Tactical.
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Attack Fighter

The Battlecarrier's crew detected the troopships on the hull, fighters flew by most firing, yet three survived unloading their troops into the ship. Orbital Marine Insurgency Teams (OMIT) set up a containment perimeter in the breach zones. All data and computer terminals were shut off and the zone was data blockaded. Special Security Details (SSD) were sent in the area, armed with pulse rifles, chain pulsars and other small arms. The Marines were ready for whatever had boarded.

The CC Entourage's long-range cannons began to target the Veskaland ships, and began to fire. Several of the Entourage ships subtargeted the Guild warships and fired the advanced KA-S2 'Skipper' Torpedo*, 50 launches. The Entourage command ship then recalled fighters.

Away from the Entourage but near the guild warships, 6 Phalanx Advanced Frigate, waveband and gravity cloaked, a Hunter-Killer Fleet. Passive sensors track the ships as they dodged the last of the Entourage fire. They remained quiet, so quiet the Sebecean fleet knew only what sector they where it. They sat there, as one slowly released a stealth 'Pulsar' Bomb that looked from gravity and wave sensors as piece of space debris no larger than a baseball.

*KA-S2 'Skipper' Anti-Capitalship Torpedo is a high explosive pulse-fusion ordiance which cloaks for long periods and can be feed target information via a passive ecrypted com, other wise it decloaks for a second and collects targeting information.

[OOC: I added your Veskaland]

The insertion teams quickly dropped from their pods into and fortified their positions. Of course the areas were soon blocked off, which mattered little. Quickly the skeletal augmentation was activated, a thermal cloaking device that allowed them to evade detection through electronic means. That means that they could move around in the blocked off areas unhindered until the defense teams reached them. They were armed also with ocular enhancements that allowed them to peer at organics through walls by picking up movement and thermal signatures. One member of each insertion team was armed with a railgun, a favored technology of the Omar, and attempted to use their far-reaching vision to their advantage by attempting to pick off some of the teams from behind walls. Soon, a few skirmishes broke out as they were discovered. Armed with pulse rifles that lit up the dark corridors, they used their entrenched positions and coordination to try and take out whom they could as they attempted to find a way to critical systems.

As soon as the pulsar bomb was released, it was unknown what exactly it was. Any piece of space debris could have been anything at he moment, and there were more pertinent matters. As soon as the Guildship relayed orders to the group of Omar Destroyers after detecting its presence, they decided to plot their courses to stay within safe proximity of the unidentified gravity signature, focusing their firepower on the Battlecarrier.

The area secured by the Marines and SSD soon came alive with weapons fire. The entire Battlecarrier's crew (48,872) were being issued weapons, and combat drones were being sent in. Vital access points in the isolated area were wiped of info and destroyed or neutralized power was cut off from the isolation zone, utter blackness except for the bursts of weapons fire from both sides. The Marines and SSD wore the standard combat suits that prevent excess body heat escape made from special black stealthy synthetic. Their headgear, also black, was connected to a small atmospheric system (size of a average computer mouse) on their vests. The headgear also allowed for full light spectrum and sonar/audio veiwing.

The Entourage began to sub target the BattleCarrier, ready to destroy it if need be. And then, all fire from all Sebecean ships stopped, all offensive weaponry halted. Silence came over the Entourage for a few minutes, but was then broke by Chaotic Gravity fire from behind the Entourage, direct to the Battlecarrier, riping it apart shattering everything on board. The fire came from a massive dark object from behind the Entourage, the decimator* SIS Mon Ecliptus flagship of the Patriarch Emperor himself.


*The Decimator is the largest ship in the Sebecean fleet, many miles long and tall it is a fleet of its own drone and weapons. Due to the Decimators large size only three have been built, The Mon Ecliptus, The Pheonicus Imperium, and The Morningstar.

The Omar inside ceased to fire as soon as they realized they were about to die. It was a very unique feeling, but they stood as they were engulfed in debris, exploding as the ship was ripped apart. The Arane boarding ships pulled out as soon as possible, some being engulfed, while others made their escape and headed to dock at their stations in the Destroyer. The fleet stood still as the decimator came into view. There was little chatter among the Omar channels as they waited. It would be extremely hard to destroy such a ship, including the fleet that waited and the destroyers that accompanied the BattleCarrier. They took this pause in time to regroup and form around in a circle the now upright cylinder of the Guildship. They started to send in technician teams to attempt and patch up damaged systems inside, though they knew they would not have much time.

COM FROM DECIMATOR SIS MON ECLIPTUS TO GUILD FLEET
This is Furion Miniah, Patriarch of the Sebecean peoples. I have come because I have been betrayed by on of the Imperialus Adopted, the Lord Admiral I had sent to coordinate the use of this system by your people. Some how he became aggressive to you, starting this conflict, and he has paid for that, along with the fine ship and crew. I made a hard choice to fire upon him, but it was for the better. In some ways I thank you, for this conflict has unveiled a network of terrorist seeking the Imperial seat. We detected his com to another Admiral, in a code that this organiztion uses, and from that we arrested all members of the organiztion, and sent this Entourage to cover the arrests. However you still did return aggression to the Sebecean Imperium, and I am here to give you a choice, follow the orginal surrender agreement and surrender your military ships, or you can return to diplomatic talks, and of course we can continue to fight. And I do warn you, if you continue to fight we will take the fight to home system and destroy all trace of you. Think carfully Omar... I wait you response.

This is Furion Miniah, Patriarch of the Sebecean peoples. I have come because I have been betrayed by on of the Imperialus Adopted, the Lord Admiral I had sent to coordinate the use of this system by your people. Some how he became aggressive to you, starting this conflict, and he has paid for that, along with the fine ship and crew. I made a hard choice to fire upon him, but it was for the better. In some ways I thank you, for this conflict has unveiled a network of terrorist seeking the Imperial seat. We detected his com to another Admiral, in a code that this organiztion uses, and from that we arrested all members of the organiztion, and sent this Entourage to cover the arrests. However you still did return aggression to the Sebecean Imperium, and I am here to give you a choice, follow the orginal surrender agreement and surrender your military ships, or you can return to diplomatic talks, and of course we can continue to fight. And I do warn you, if you continue to fight we will take the fight to home system and destroy all trace of you. Think carfully Omar... I wait you response.

There was a period of dead air before a response came, all the ships locked in dead silence as a grating anxiousness came over everyone at the scene. All allied ships and Guild ships were told to keep alert, but hold fire. Eventually, a reply came.

We will not surrender our ships, our technology, or our memory. These are the only defenses we have against aggression in the system, and we have held out against impossible odds. We returned aggression, and that is a perfectly legitimate action. If you do not realize, we were attacked first, and thus, we defended ourselves. We only seek one aim, and that is survival of the Omar. Thus, in order for us to survive, we had to protect ourselves. You would have done no different in the situation. We have only attacked the ships that had attacked us.

We will reenter diplomatic talks. We wish to evacuate this system and instead commence negotiations in neutral territory with both sides unarmed. In this fashion, there will be no confrontation and there will be no danger to either side.

T H E D I P L O M A T
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COM FROM DECIMATOR SIS MON ECLIPTUS TO GUILD FLEET
I will await the location for diplomatic talks... EMERGENCY TRANSMISSION END

One of the Decimator's Chaotic Gravity Cannons, fired, just passed the Guild ships, and a few seconds later, 10 miles behind the Guild ships a large white flash filled the veiwscreens of all ships in the area. Moments after that every ship in the sector was pellted by small fragments of space debris thrown at .67 SoL (Speed of Light). Two Sebecean ships without armor and sheilds took heavy damage, and all of the Sebecean Ships, except the Decimator*, lost sheilds and took minor damage due to the shear fury of debris at those high speeds.

*Decimator has short range pulse easy gravity sheilds, which can only pulse for 2 seconds to push small ships or asteriods out of its way, but in this case the computer calculated impact and pulse the generators to stop the debris.

The Guild ships were wracked and one of the heavily damaged destroyers practically fell apart, and like clockwork Arane salvage ships were launched from the remaining destroyers to isolate the debris and recollect what they could. The protective wall of destroyers helped the Guildship from taking the brunt of the debris, but unfortunately, some of the destroyers received mdoerate damage as their strained shields were disapated. The Guild ships requested soon afterwards a briefing on what had just happened, and why the ship opened fired, and what they had struck.

The Decimator sent out a small report, telling the Guild on how the Pulsar Bomb (Proper:Micro Pulsar [Star] Detonation Ordiance) which holds a pulsar star, (Size of a M&M or Skittle) and the generates a 1 micrometer sized black hole(same singularity type as the Chaotic Gravity Cannon) causing a neutralization of the two (pulsar bigger) in the form of a micro supernova. The Decimator shot it with a CGrav Cannon because that was the only weapon that could 100% destroy it from that range.

The Micro Pulsar Detonation Ordinance is the size of a standard VW Bug, but appears, from gravity distortion, as a small peice of debris. This is one of our new bombs and can only be equipt for use on the modular type ships (Decimator, Vultura, and Phalanx).

Those on the SNF Vigilant braced as their ship's shield was hit by a large amount of debris. The mega-junkers shields had all gone down, and their hulls had suffered minor damage. The fighters were unlucky, and most had taken major damage.

"Sir, the fighters have been badly damaged because of that attack."
The Vigilant had been watching the battle and waiting for something major to happen, and the Decimator showing up and firing that weapon had defiantely been something major.
"Tell the fighters to jump back home and call in several attack groups to help us here."

The Commander then turned to another crewman nearby.
"Helmsman, X formation with us in the crosshair."
"Roger sir."
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As the fighters jumped out of the system, the Vigilant and the mega-junkers moved so that they were forming an X; two junkers above and two junkers below the Vigilant.

A message feed was directed to the Vgiliant. As soon as it was accepted, the Guildship coordinator of the Lacheon appeared on screen and began to speak.

"Sovereigns of the Serene Death, the Guilds request that you, in your neutral, boserver status, host a possible diplomatic talks between the Guilds and the Sebecean Imperium. The Sebeceans have stopped all hostilities temporarily, and we need a neutral actor to facilitate the negotations. Would the Serene Death be accomodating for such an agreement?"

COMM TO SHIPS OF SERENE DEATH
We appologize for any deaths due to the explosion, if you need any assistance we have medical, support, and refueling ships on standby for any help required. Also, we ask that you would please keep from entering a 6 mile oval around the Decimator Mon Ecliptus.

Response
We require no assistance. Currently, we are preparing
to return to the Osente system. We have requested that that Sovereignty of
the Serene Death host a conference for further diplomatic negotiations. All Omar
deaths have been calculated and will be treated with Omar technology through
nanite reconstruction or if necessary, recycling of portable resources.

[whats your address Omar?]

Veskaland expects to be present at these negotiations.

"Sovereigns of the Serene Death, the Guilds request that you, in your neutral, observer status, host a possible diplomatic talks between the Guilds and the Sebecean Imperium. The Sebeceans have stopped all hostilities temporarily, and we need a neutral actor to facilitate the negotations. Would the Serene Death be accomodating for such an agreement?"Veskaland expects to be present at these negotiations.
"Ok comms officer," the Commander of the SNF Vigilant says to the man at the comms station, "send this message on all frequencies":While I must decline for my ship to be the host of your diplomatic talks, a new set of ships will come in and will be able to accomidate your request...oh here they are now.
As he finishes his transmission, a fleet of over 60 light and medium capital ships jumps into the system. A large number of fighters disgorge from the bays of these ships right away and take up defensive positions around the larger ships.

"Ok officer, apprise them of the situation, and see if the top dog over there is willing to host this talk."

After a few moments a female voice comes over the comms on to all ships as several of the capital ships break off from the rest and move in along side the Vigilant and its formation:
This is Admiral Ka'Rhi of the Serene Naval Forces vessel Calla. I have recieved word from the Commander of the Vigilant that two groups here, the Omar Guilds and the Setian-Sebeceans would like to have a peace conference while representatives of Veskaland would like to sit in on the discussion. The commander also tells me that you would like to hold these talks on an Serene Death vessel.
I will allow these talks on my ship on two conditions. First, no weapons on board. You bring one on board and we will throw you in the brig for a day. See how well your peace talks go when you are gone for 25 arns. Second, if your people harm my people or anymore of our ships, we will kill your representatives and then turn your fleets into floatsam. See those larger fighters around my ship there? Those fly as fast as a fighter and carry the weapons of a small capital ship. They are my Wolves, and they will tear your fleet apart if I so choose.
If you feel you can behave yourselves, send word you are willing to negotiate and then come over on a small transport. Ka'Rhi out.

OOC:
This is what is in the fleet that just arrived:

1 Endurance-class Fleet Carrier [The Calla]
25 Gallofree Medium Transports (heavily modified and full of marine troops)
10 Dreadnaught-class Crusiers
10 Lancer-class Frigates
5 Neutron Star-class Bulk Crusiers
5 Strike-class Crusiers
3 Imperial Assault Transports
3 Incursion-class Heavy Military Lander

50 Gat-12h Skipray Blastboat [The Wolves]
500 Miy'til Fighters (modified)

All of these came from Huntaer's storefront here: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=396967

Note that the Gallofree transports have heavier armor and more guns than those in the shop, and the Miy'til fighters have extra weapons.

The Sebecean Patriarch Emperor agrees to the terms of the talks, however due to the arrival of the Serene Naval Fleet, we have now set up a 100 cubic mile zone around the Decimator and ship that does not receive clearance will be warned when it is within 50 miles of the edge of our zone and will engaged when they enter the zone. The Patriarch Emperor will be sending Lady Commandant* Juli Kera of the IntelComm, VryGeneral Marcue Phar or SpecWarfareComm, and EctAdmiral Klear Bowva of the Fleet War College. They will be escorted by 9 unarmed SSD Guards. They are leaving the Decimator as we speak, in a Valkayrie Assault Bomber/Corvette. If at any time we feel that our people are in danger we will recall them and possible fire on any ship within a 200 mile area of the Decimator.

The Valkayrie left the bay of the Decimator and headed out to dock with the Calla. As it was exiting the Command Carrier Entourage jumped out. Seconds later a rare Vulture Carrier Entourage jumped in. With 7 Vulture Carriers and many Phalanx Advanced Assault Frigates.

OOC:
* Any personnel that has Lord or Lady before the ranks of General, Admiral, or Commandant, is the highest of that rank group. The ranks after to Lord/Lady rank are the Imperial Ranks which are Junior Emperor, Emperor, Lord Emperor, and Emperor Heirarch. Patriarch Emperor can and will only be held by one man in the history of the Imperium, Furion Miniah.

A shuttle holding three Emissaries was launched from the Guildship. It came within the designated ship's range, with a request to dock.

[OOC: Wow... That was... Interesting. Sorry about the really short RP, we just needed that to get by so we can start the negotiations as soon as possible.]

A shuttle holding three Emissaries was launched from the Guildship. It came within the designated ship's range, with a request to dock.

[OOC: Wow... That was... Interesting. Sorry about the really short RP, we just needed that to get by so we can start the negotiations as soon as possible.]

Nice to know that I am your #1 Enemy in your factbook.

Nice to know that I am your #1 Enemy in your factbook.
[OOC: Only temporarily. The Omar do not take emnities very personally, but this betrayal was a grave insult. Thus, it has certainly put them off.]

The representatives' ships are all given clearance to land on the SNF Calla. As their ships approach, they notice that along the side of the carrier is written in huge, black letters:
Live for Freedom
Die for Freedom

As soon as the ambassadors come off their ships, they are escorted by several SDF soldiers carrying laser carbines to a turbolift which they take up several levels. Once off the lift, they are escorted down the hall to a conference room where they wait.

The soliders move to stand guard around the metallic grey room, with 2 outside the door, 2 inside by the door, and 1 trooper in each corner. These troops covered in black and grey armor with face covering helmets stand perfectly still as a tall woman in a white uniform with black boots and a rank badge on the left side of her chest walks into the room, flanked by 2 figures. "I am Admiral Ka'Rhi of the Serene Naval Forces," the woman with the short black hair, glowing red eyes, slightly pointed teeth and a somewhat mis-formed face introduces herself as.

"The lady to my left is Colonel Isard of the Serene Security Forces," she says as she motions to the dark-haired human woman in the red uniform (pic (http://www.theforce.net/swtc/Pix/comics/xwing/isard.jpg)), "and this is Akrir Fa'sal of the Serene Diplomatic Corps," the Admiral says as she introduces the man to her right in a suit. The man looks like his one of his parents was a fox, as his face is shape as such and has dull orange fur on it. His hands are also covered in orange fur, yet he shows no fear of being different, and acctually looks very confident.

The three newcomers move to sit in the middle of the long conference table in the room while the representatives are motioned to sit on opposite sides of the table. "Since we're all here, lets get started" the Admiral says with a creepy-yet-sincere smile.


OOC: The diplomat is a Can-Toi, basically human except for appearance.

The Admiral is a "Lowman," a hybrid of Can-Toi and human. This means one of her parents was human and one was can-toi.

The intel officer is just a plain old human female.

The three Emissaries, continuing to stand, looked over to the Sebecean representatives as they took in their new enviroment. There was a small pause, in which they conferred with each other silently, and the one nodded.

"The Guilds are ready to begin negotiations over the system in question. We would first like to remark that there will be no major relinquishing of technologies pertaining to the Omar. However, in interest in reaching a compromise we are willing to spare technology that is not Omar centric and devoid of Omar technology. As such, we can spare propulsion technology and design schematics of certain Omar ships. We are more interested in designing new technologies, and so those that will be rendered obsolete can be offered. This may still be of interest to the Imperium in interest of expanding current existing technology. But we first would like to know what terms you would like to negotiation with the acquisition of the systems in question."

The three Sebecean Officers, to Female on the right and center and the one male on the left, observed the species in the room, and all thought along the same lines I am Sebecean, I am proud, I am better than these things.

The woman in the center, Lady Commandant Juli Kera, spoke after the weak Guilds. "Admiral Ka'Rhi, on behalf of the Patriarch Emperor of the Grand Sebecean Democratic Imperium, I thank you for hosting these talks. Guild Ambassadors, I thank your diplomat for agreeing to the cease fire [She smerks in a joking manner]. Now in the interests of the Sebecean Imperium, I must declare that this system in which we currently speak is Sebecean, it was Sebecean, and it will be Sebecean unless declared by the Emperors and the Coalitionist Congress. We also state that even though we are on board your vessel, we are still the greater hosts of these talks. Now down to the main details of the conflict."

The Lady Commandant sat, as the VryGeneral stood and began is speech, "It is from our intelligence that the ships of the Omar engaged the ships of the Imperium first, however what occured on the Diplomatic ship is not as clear, but suggests that the Omar again engaged first."

The General turns to the table and sets down a small device which projected an image to every seat at the table. The General continues, "This is video feed from outside of the room in which the conflict started. Because of International rights to privacy, no recorders visual or audio are allowed in."

Video plays with door of room closed. It than bursts open as the Admiral stubbles out holding his side. Smoke puffs out of the room. Flashes of weapons fire are seen, a Colonel is seen in a pool of blood. Seconds later Orbital Marines run down the hall, enter the room and kill the Omar inside. **

"Now it is fairly clear that the Omar fired in the room, however the problem is that this was the last security feed before the Admiral onboard EVACed and before the ship was destroyed. Now there was some shadow actions by freshly executed members of an anti-Coalitionist organization, which has been hunted and destroyed. So these talks are not only about this system, but the actions that lead to the conflict and the debt in blood that the Omar Diplomat owes us!"

The General's face was red, but he stopped and sat down.

There was a cold silence as the Emissaries watched. One turned to the Sebeceans and began to speak in a cold manner, carefully weighing the impact of the words as it spoke.

"Opened fire on the colonel? Vacuous. There is no possible manner in which the Emissaries could have killed the Colonel. There is no motive. We were weak, there is no reason to attack the Imperium. Omar Survival is adversely opposite of this, and we are bound not to break this. There was no weapons with the Emissaries, which were checked for weapons. We monitor our Omar closely through the Diplomat failsafe system, and we know precisely the status of the Omar. We have no knowledge of these 'International Rights of Privacy' but we have a last feed from the ocular recorders within the Omar. Would you care to have a look? Technologies in both our civilizations are so advanced it would not be difficult to recreate any sort of scene. Thus, all visual evidence in this manner is vacuous. There is no way to track when the feed was created, if it was tampered with, or any other sort of way. The Guilds were repeatedly lied to by the Imperium as we were lead into this trap. They had informed us there were refueling ships coming in, which were destroyers, and were ready to attack at any moment. You will find through our transcripts that we fired after a gravity weapon was activated and we confirmed the deaths of our Emisaaries. Our evidence contradicts, and thus, we come to this stalemate.

We do not take the death of our unarmed Emissaries personally, that is an organic folly. We right now seek to end this pointless conflict. There is no reason for it, and the Omar will completely leave this system if it is so required. There are no debts to repay here."

The Lady Commandant stood, "You sir... thing, are wrong, I would like to see that video feed, because it is most definatly forged. We have combat information of the entire conflict, and it is true that your diplomat fired first. We will not allow you to leave this system until the blood is repayed."

OOC: The video feed was forged same with the combat info, but that, you don't know.

OOC: The video feed was forged same with the combat info, but that, you don't know.
[OOC: Never claimed to. The Omar are just noting that it is possible with the technology.]

The Lady Commandant stood, "You sir... thing, are wrong, I would like to see that video feed, because it is most definatly forged. We have combat information of the entire conflict, and it is true that your diplomat fired first. We will not allow you to leave this system until the blood is repayed."
"You can claim it is forged. If you do, then we claim that yours is forged, and we come to an impasse. The blood has been repayed, and our Emissaries are dead. We have suffered moderate casualties. But to satisfy you, here is the feed."

One of the Emissaries nodded to the Serene Death official and connected a datapad with the viewscreen. It manipulated the commands and finally brought up the feed. It was slightly damaged, but clear enough to see what was going on.

The vision of the Omar Emissary focused deeply on the Admiral, close enough to see the beads of sweat as he spoke. It panned out as it examined the room, and then zoomed out and once again centering on the Admiral. There wasn't an audio feed, but soon there was a pause as the Emissary looked to his companion to the Omar next to whom, who shook his head in defiance of the Admiral's request. The Admiral raised his hand, and through a door, marines came in and fired upon the Emissaries. There was static, and then a end of the feed.

"That is what we have left of the Omar's last transmissions to the Diplomat. Do you want an audio transcript?"

"Your lies show the true nature of you civilization, on worth for Imperial removal." Said the Lady, as the two officers lightly laughed at what she said.

"If you will not repay, you can give up your hopes of survival."

OOC: Hmm this is a great story, one worthy as a main peice in both our histories. Ah nothing like a good RP.

"Your lies show the true nature of you civilization, on worth for Imperial removal." Said the Lady, as the two officers lightly laughed at what she said.

"If you will not repay, you can give up your hopes of survival."

OOC: Hmm this is a great story, one worthy as a main peice in both our histories. Ah nothing like a good RP.
"Lies. Is that what you call it? We have already given up our claim of truth, we are at an impasse. There is a simple choice to make. We can end any further conflict by agreeing to forget all past grievances on both sides. But you persist further. Repay? Repay what? You offer no elaborations, and furthermore, there is no need for repayment, as sincerely there has been equal casualties on both sides."

[OOC: Indeed, this shall be my first major installment of Omar History.]

"We would like to hear Serene Death's veiw on this matter, since it appears that we are a dissensus."

OOC: I have to think on what move I will make next.

OOC: If we could get over this conflict, we could be great allies.

OOC: If we could get over this conflict, we could be great allies.
[OOC: The Technate that will rise after the fall of the Diplomat would be much more accomodating to the Imperium. Though that will be a while, involving a group of three humans and three Omar. For a prelude, see the Insurrection thread in my signature.]

OOC: I shall give the Technate an event to remember, I've made up my mind.

IC: "Since you insult the lives of thousands of Sebecean Men and Women, and fail to accept blame, we withdraw from these talks. Admiral of this fleet, you are in Sebecean Space, you must leave NOW! Your diplomat has failed it's people... The Patriarch Emperor declares a Shaw Hav Daan, a Holy War. The Sebecean Officers left the rooms, as some of the Serene Death's guards escorted them to the Hanger.

The Vultura Carrier Entourage transformed into Battle Configurations in an eligant manner. The CGrav Cannons and FRAG Cannons from the Decimator and Vultura's erupted with fired on the Guild Ships. A Pod was loaded into the heavy rail gun, the ordinance was a Pulsar Bomb (Yes that mini-supernova thing) the pod was hurreled toward the geometric center of the Guild Ships at .4 SoL. The bomb detonated, in a white light, and as the light faded, in was clear that all of the Sebecean Ships had left.

As soon as the delegates turned to run themselves off, the Emissaries seemed to sigh, if that was possible, and one turned as it communicated with its superior. A Holy War. Immediately the Coordinators were notified. Before even the envoy from the Sebecean Imperium got to the hangers, the ships were ready to "warp" back to the outskirts of the Osente system. However, a very interesting development caught the eye of the sensors. Weapons were being activated, and the ships were quickly going into combat readiness. Obviously, there was no need to stay, and the subspace engines were activated as the Guildships left the Sebecean system for their own.

[OOC: Sorry not to have your supernova things, but as soon as you declare war, the Guildships were ready to retreat. As cool as that supernova incident might have been, the fact of the matter is that this is my entire defense, and I do not want to be defenseless so soon in the game, and I have no way to recover. We need this fleet for a while, until a later RP in which they will become obsolete, but that is another story.]

The Emissaries still stayed on the Serene Death vessel, and turned to their hosts. After a hesitation, one of the Emissaries stepped forward and began to speak.

"Sovereigns of the Serene Death, we humbly request as representatives of the Guild assistance in defending our race from Sebecean aggression. I understand the current impasse position, but after declaring war on the Omar race, we have no choice but to defend ourselves, and this time it is plainly Sebecean aggression, as not a single Guild weapon has been activated."

Another one looked to the Veskaland representatives and followed right after his fellow had finished.

"We also want to extend our request to Veskaland, who has proen to be our most loyal ally in this conflict, and wish to request that we can get mutual defensive assitance when required, as we are faced with a threat of such a magnitude that the Guilds is hard pressed to be able and defend themselves. We have been attacked when we are most weak, by the lowest of aggressors, who cannot accept any sort of compromise which we offered for the sake of survival and of peace. They are a threat to Omar Survival, and must be repelled or eliminated."

They waited for a reply.

Ambassador Tolan smiled at the Omar Emissaries and responded, “I am authorised by Lord Chancellor Haeremai of the Diplomatic Chancellery to negotiate that very thing, we believe that since the Omar have suffered great losses in resources and other valuable trade supplies, that both the Zaon Imperium and the Imperial Star Empire of Veskaland as a whole must support you in any possible way, in our recent war with the Vagar Republic we lost half of the planet Omega, a major trade outpost in Zaon space, therefore all trade routes in our space is closed. So we have resources available that would otherwise be traded to others. All this is of course is at no cost of your own.” Tolan took a quick drink from a glass of water then returned talking, “The Empire and the Imperium request nothing from you in return. We like to see cultures, especially ones different to our own, flourish in the same way we have. We also offer the uses of our facilities, both scientific laboratories and starships, to aid in any mission, quest or errand you may require. All facilities used will of course be under your jurisdiction until such a time, as the Imperium or The Empire requires its use again.” Tolan smiled again, no species other than Veskans and Vreen, his species, could tell he was smiling, “The emperor himself is interested in your culture, we are curious as to your origins, your hierarchical structure, if any. And assorted other pieces of information. Oh, and concerning the matter of our now mutual enemy, we have dispatched several fast battle destroyers in a pursuit course. The will pay for what they have done to your people” he gestured for an armed guard to enter the room, the Omar seemed to tense up ever so slightly, but a Vreen has very acute senses and can notice every movement that happens within a certain area. “Have the Sumatra’s engage a pursuit course, tell them to attack the enemy when they get in range.” The guard nodded and left the room.

The admiral looked over the Omar for a moment while the fox-faced diplomat whispered into her ear and then responded with a question. "Is this your system? Were you here before them and living here? Answer true and don't say false for we will know and cut you down where you stand. If it is so, we will protect your people from agression, but we will not start a fight. We will only fight in your defense."

The diplomat and security woman looked shocked for a moment before returning to their normal expressions.

"So," the Admiral said, "what say you?"

The admiral looked over the Omar for a moment while the fox-faced diplomat whispered into her ear and then responded with a question. "Is this your system? Were you here before them and living here? Answer true and don't say false for we will know and cut you down where you stand. If it is so, we will protect your people from agression, but we will not start a fight. We will only fight in your defense."

The diplomat and security woman looked shocked for a moment before returning to their normal expressions.

"So," the Admiral said, "what say you?"
"There is no reason to tell falsehoods. The Sebeceans have declared what they call a 'holy war' which will not be isolated to this system. They wish to destroy our civilization. But no, this system was offered to us by the Sebeceans, and we were about to settle it when the conflict erupted. It was Sebecean. But we have never attacked the Sebeceans with intent to forcibly take this system. We are in full retreat to our own system. We only request protection if the Serene Death wishes it, and only if the Sebeceans attempt to take any of our systems."

Ambassador Tolan smiled at the Omar Emissaries and responded, “I am authorised by Lord Chancellor Haeremai of the Diplomatic Chancellery to negotiate that very thing, we believe that since the Omar have suffered great losses in resources and other valuable trade supplies, that both the Zaon Imperium and the Imperial Star Empire of Veskaland as a whole must support you in any possible way, in our recent war with the Vagar Republic we lost half of the planet Omega, a major trade outpost in Zaon space, therefore all trade routes in our space is closed. So we have resources available that would otherwise be traded to others. All this is of course is at no cost of your own.” Tolan took a quick drink from a glass of water then returned talking, “The Empire and the Imperium request nothing from you in return. We like to see cultures, especially ones different to our own, flourish in the same way we have. We also offer the uses of our facilities, both scientific laboratories and starships, to aid in any mission, quest or errand you may require. All facilities used will of course be under your jurisdiction until such a time, as the Imperium or The Empire requires its use again.” Tolan smiled again, no species other than Veskans and Vreen, his species, could tell he was smiling, “The emperor himself is interested in your culture, we are curious as to your origins, your hierarchical structure, if any. And assorted other pieces of information. Oh, and concerning the matter of our now mutual enemy, we have dispatched several fast battle destroyers in a pursuit course. The will pay for what they have done to your people” he gestured for an armed guard to enter the room, the Omar seemed to tense up ever so slightly, but a Vreen has very acute senses and can notice every movement that happens within a certain area. “Have the Sumatra’s engage a pursuit course, tell them to attack the enemy when they get in range.” The guard nodded and left the room.

"We are not in the best of positions to fully divulge the Omar Guild civilization to you, but we certainly are indebted to the Veskaland sovereignty for their aid and sympathy for Omar Survival. It would be easier to coordinate any further operations involving both the Omar and the Veskaland if the Sebeceans attempt to bring their war to us in the Osente system. It would be best to fortify this last bastion of our species. This is where we must fight, with the advantages of defensive fortification.."

They were there, in force; Steaming towards the planets of the Osente system. Their in a force of their own, charging on their own until the Divine army marches into their ships and takes their jumps to follow. The three Decimator of the Sebecean Imperium closed in on the planets of the Osente system. The three Lords of the Setian were aboard along with the three Masters of the Domain. The Decimators slowed down, and began to activate the holy weapons, ancient weapons; weapons used during the formation of the Setian Race. The Ships not only contained holy weapons but the fulcrum of the Setian faith, in perfect static state in a position of eternal divine stasis. Energy began to activate these holy weapons. Energy flowed into the ancient powercore and into the heavenly bodies, of Sentalinus, Conois, and Higarius, the great Lords of the Setian. Miniah now controls their power. Across the Decimators energy surges activating the Simbiant, the Great Fighters. Holy war was declared, Miniah now controlled the fate of the Omar. May the Lords find their people and govern them, May the Lords find their enemies and call upon their servants to strike them down.

[OOC: I have this planned so that it strengthens our relationship]

The Setian religion's main figures are 7 Patriarchs, three of them are the main ones the creators of the four others. The Three main 'Lords of the Setians' are Sentalinus, Conois, and Higarius, and are often called patriarch of the Setian for they created the Race by Genetic Manipulation of early Humans. Three of the other Patriarchs are all concepts, Freedom, Justice, and Knowledge which are represented by the Cheif Executives of the Senate, Preator, and Congress. The Last Patriarch is Furion Miniah, the one who found all three of the 'States' or the stasis pods of Sentalinus, Conois, and Higarius. It is a weird religion and culture/History that i created.

Now the Decimators are the most advanced, and holiest ships in Sebecean History. Because the 'States' were found with ancient space technology including three never used superweapons, each of which is refered to as "The Spear of [Whatever god is with the cannon] these weapons have never been fired before and to be honest are only theorized to be weapons. Each one of the Decimators holds one 'State'

Mon Ecliptus - Sentalin
Pheonicus Imperium - Conois
MorningStar - Higarius

And last- the Simbiant is a fighter designed for the Decimator. Its pilot doesn't fly inside the ship, but is connected to it via a subspace network. The Pilots are Sebecean children that died from Sebecean Heat-Cold Disease(Genetic) that are brought back and since they cannot live a complete life as normal functioning members of socioty, they are inserted into and aparatus simmiler to that of which the gods are in. From implantation they are trained to fly the Simbiant, and are the best pilots in the Sebecean Imperium.

So that gives you a little bit more to understand us now.

One final solution. One final hope. Survival. Adaptation. Conquest.

The fleet was defenseless, and sat silent in the center of the Osente system. A seeming wall of debris, nebulae, and planetoids surrounded the dim Osente white dwarf. It obscured any easy vision of the huge, sprawling system that once was a great center of a civilization that prospered greatly. And yet, it closed to the end. An end to a story. A chronicle. Yet it had already begun. What lied ahead for the Guilds, the Omar race? Images of change, insurrection, acceptance. It fades away like dust.

Dust. That was what was to be, for the Omar... For the Sebeceans. For everyone. Deep within the crust of Osentahai, the old cities of the subterranean Omar. They hid secrets no one would ever discover. Only oblivion waited for every one in the path of the Decimator.

But this only made it resolute. They were inferior, and that was what made them superior. They waited. It would either pass over, liek the anticlimax that awaited them, or it would end here. It would all end here.

"There is no reason to tell falsehoods. The Sebeceans have declared what they call a 'holy war' which will not be isolated to this system. They wish to destroy our civilization. But no, this system was offered to us by the Sebeceans, and we were about to settle it when the conflict erupted. It was Sebecean. But we have never attacked the Sebeceans with intent to forcibly take this system. We are in full retreat to our own system. We only request protection if the Serene Death wishes it, and only if the Sebeceans attempt to take any of our systems."

The admiral nodded in approval. "Alright, we will help," she said with a slight sigh. "Now tell us where your system is..."

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After a trip in hyperspace, the strike force appeared on the outskirts of the Osente system.
"Sir, they are charging their weapons up."
"Helmsman, jump us to 15 klicks from their fleet, release all fighters, then pull a Jenny Jump at 7 klicks and release the Wolves."
15 kilometers was too close, 7 was point blank. If they knew about the Jenny Jump we would be vaporised in an instant the Admiral thought.

The fleet hit hyperspace for a milisecond and appeared very close to the Sebacean fleet. The hangars emptied, and the fleet entered hyperspace for another milisecond. Now they were on the other side of the fleet, way too close for the crew's comfort, she knew. She saw her Wolves stream out from under the ship and smiled. They'll do me proud.

"Comms officer, send this message over all frequencies:"

This is Admiral Ka'Rhi of the Serene Naval Forces. Sebacean fleet stand down now or be destroyed. We have all our weapons targeting your charging weapons and your command deck. If you would like to see another day you will stop now, or you will face the wrath of over 600 Serene Death Naval ships. We will be in optimum range in 10 seconds. Choose now or die.

OOC: This is the Decimator's stats only three exist, and all three are in the Onsente system alone.


1MSCBC-Decimator Class Modular Space Combat Super BattleCruiser
Compact Depolyment Size: L:22.1mi W:3.52mi H:6.78mi
Full Combat Depolyment Size: L:26mi W:7.3mi H:8.3mi
Normal Crew Size: aprox 5,000
Weapons: Unk # of Chaotic Gravity Cannons, FRAG Cannons, along with the many modular weapons systems.

The Decimator is an advanced Super BattleCruiser, one of the new breeds of modular ships that requires only a small handfull of people to operate (Karran Class Command Carrier is 3.5 miles long, and has a crew of about 50,000, while the Decimator is larger in size, but not in crew) It is reported that because of its size it cannot subspace jump, however scientists have created a new wormhole tech that allows this massive ship to jump. It weapons array is said to consist of many robotic combat drones, advanced railguns, and many other weapons. Most weapons on the ship have the new satellite ability, or the ability to detach from the main hull and fire from off of the main ship. Its modular tranformations are also said to be spectacular. When the Decimator and its two other little sisters are shown to the public we will recieve more information on them and their aproximate numbers.

The Forces of the Serene Death were of minor concern, large ammounts of hull protected the 'States', modular weapons left the hull and orbited the Decimator like a swarm of bees, streams of particle bolts were thrown at the Serene Death ships. Gravity cannons targeted and shattered the large planetary debris from the Onsente Nova. Missiles launched from the Decimators to hit the Omar planets.

IN BEASIDA, ECLIPTIA (IMPERIAL CAPITAL)
countless soldiers and crew stood in formation as others boarded huge transports to load the 23 Command Carriers in orbit. 50,000 souls per ship, and half of those remained at attention ready to board. The Holy Son of Furion Miniah watched the men load into the Carrier Transports. Endless rows of Sebecean standing in the evening Ecliptia sun, listening to the clear beat of thousands of boots hitting the ground together. This force was for the Omar Purification.

BACK IN THE ONSENTE SYSTEM
Command Carriers began to jump into the outer system, prepared for total war. The Decimators charging of the 'States' reached completion, as Symbiant Fighters can out of the hangers. The charging finally completed, and the Decimators waited for Miniah's authoization to fire. It quickly came, and charges arched over the Decimators' Hulls, and suddenly as large deep blue beam jetted out of the Decimators as the energy arcs then moved forward and plunged into the beam turning it a deep purple. The Beams hit the Onsente sun and dug deep. The beams stopped, as silence fell upon the Sebecean ships. The star did not detonate, but pulsed light twice then stopped, as a large stellar flare jetted out to one side, and circled. The flare of the sun disappeared in a flash and from the flash to ships floated, one large ship, half the size of a Decimator of a design from Sebecean mythology, the Godship. The other ship was about the same size and had markings that appeared to be a early form of the Omar language. The Sebecean ships fell silent, and many Sebeceans kneeled and bowed their head. A scream erupted from each of the Decimators.


"And there shall come time..."
Last line of the Sarion Iusi*

*Religious Text

The Forces of the Serene Death were of minor concern, large ammounts of hull protected the 'States', modular weapons left the hull and orbited the Decimator like a swarm of bees, streams of particle bolts were thrown at the Serene Death ships. Gravity cannons targeted and shattered the large planetary debris from the Onsente Nova. Missiles launched from the Decimators to hit the Omar planets.

IN BEASIDA, ECLIPTIA (IMPERIAL CAPITAL)
countless soldiers and crew stood in formation as others boarded huge transports to load the 23 Command Carriers in orbit. 50,000 souls per ship, and half of those remained at attention ready to board. The Holy Son of Furion Miniah watched the men load into the Carrier Transports. Endless rows of Sebecean standing in the evening Ecliptia sun, listening to the clear beat of thousands of boots hitting the ground together. This force was for the Omar Purification.

BACK IN THE ONSENTE SYSTEM
Command Carriers began to jump into the outer system, prepared for total war. The Decimators charging of the 'States' reached completion, as Symbiant Fighters can out of the hangers. The charging finally completed, and the Decimators waited for Miniah's authoization to fire. It quickly came, and charges arched over the Decimators' Hulls, and suddenly as large deep blue beam jetted out of the Decimators as the energy arcs then moved forward and plunged into the beam turning it a deep purple. The Beams hit the Onsente sun and dug deep. The beams stopped, as silence fell upon the Sebecean ships. The star did not detonate, but pulsed light twice then stopped, as a large stellar flare jetted out to one side, and circled. The flare of the sun disappeared in a flash and from the flash to ships floated, one large ship, half the size of a Decimator of a design from Sebecean mythology, the Godship. The other ship was about the same size and had markings that appeared to be a early form of the Omar language. The Sebecean ships fell silent, and many Sebeceans kneeled and bowed their head. A scream erupted from each of the Decimators.


"And there shall come time..."
Last line of the Sarion Iusi*

*Religious Text
[OOC: The Omar have never had a written language. Its a long story, but don't worry, simply have them as "rather familiar" will suffice.]

Strange words. It crumbled all around the silence, as the ship creaked from the white dwarf sun. There was an acidic aspect to it. The Omar could only watch. The Diplomat, wherever, what ever he may be, could only watch as the thing erupted. Such strange happenings did not seem out of place. It was getting darker, but this sudden breakthrough, this development did not seem to be benign nor malign. The blood would purify these rocks of Osente. It was the final days perhaps.

And what did they seek? Survival? It all came to his strange climax that none could ever explain, and probally never would in eventuality. Everything seemed foreign, even though it was strangely familiar. What had occured, what will occur, what is occuring, all amalgrated into a strange revelation as the Omar looked on. The Osentehai planetoid was deeper in the system, and they waited patiently for their end to come in the sign of the Decimators.

Yet, throughout all this, they were watched. Four souls, four minds, looking on as the system itself crumbled from the masses of energy. A grip of destiny would have first allowed them to come, Insurrection, but yet perhaps not now. Or perhaps, later. One life would take it to decide that it would survive. First, a transmission came from the Eastern Sector, that in which the Omar forbid all travel. Motives revealed as it came to final hours.

These days melt into the memories of our own race. We see the end, and they flash upon us. Envy burns when we see these images, and we can only seek to avoid the mistakes we made, in order to achieve once again the bond that has been rejected by us. We see it all converge on one singularity, and we cannot stand now, and watch what we seek to fall apart. We will act.

We do not understand, nor do we pretend to understand, the motives of what is behind this. We do not seek to understand why the Diplomat has pushed so far away from the Trinity. We only realize that the End is near, oblivion crashes upon us. Revelation of this fact must be attained. Why can it not be realized the end that will happen?

Few people realize Biomechanics in their importance, or the folly of species conflict. I could not even explain it to you now. But nothing is to gain of the destruction of the last bastion of survival. Progenitors of long centuries past created something that will find every way. Adaptation. Survival. Even through Conquest.

This is an appeal, not from the Diplomat, not from the Guilds, but from the observer. The outsider. The dreamer.

This is the end. Oblivion awaits those who partake in the folly of purification.

Without contamaination, there is no evolution.

L A Z A R U S

[OOC: Ok may be symbols of the earliest Omar]

The Three had awoken, their influence was felt in the genes of all Setians. The spoke in and archaic tongue, "When we shall return, and the Setian shall be forever." They completed the Sarion Iusi. All weapons fire from the Sebecean Ships stopped, the Three had risen, they have returned to us. Over thousands of years they have observed us and we observed them. They again spoke, "War is now Peace, Chaos is now Order, Setia is one." The words brought warmth to the Sebeceans, the Homeworld was out there.

The stasis pods released their treasures, and the gods stepped out, pure and clean. The guards on duty, knelled to them, and provided them with pure maroon robes. The gods told the guards to rise and stand as equals. The Second Coalition had begun.

Data flowed in from the ancient Sebecean ship, a complete history of the Setian Race, including one article which ended the Omar Purification. A million years ago, thousands of years before the gods began their holy hibernation, a grand trade alliance existed between the ancestors of the Omar and the early Sebeceans. The two ships we hidden, they were vaults of knowledge and wealth.

Miniah, was joined by his elder brothers, and was absolved of the war that almost turned fatal for the Omar. The three Masters of the Imperium [President of the Senate, Prime Minister of the Congress, and Preator of the Judical Council] joined the four immortals. It was declared that the Second Coalition of the Setian People had begun. There were now Seven, four forever and absolute and three elected by the Setian People. A system that would continue forever, the Coalitionist Imperium.

Sentalin, Conois, and Higarius were declared the Patriarchs, protectors of the Coalition. Furion Miniah, integrated himself in an active stasis and became the Autogod, the diplomatic leader. The elected represenatives would serve their terms and be replaced, but all who would sit in their seats would forever be the Elect.

COMM TO THE DIPLOMAT FROM THE AUTOGOD
We apologize for the aggression of the Sebecean forces, we did not know of our ancient ties. We will cead the previous system in question to you. We have ended all hostilities, and request diplomatic exchange betweem the Second Sebecean Coalition and the Omar to create a grand trade alliance.

COMM TO THE DIPLOMAT FROM THE AUTOGOD
We apologize for the aggression of the Sebecean forces, we did not know of our ancient ties. We will cead the previous system in question to you. We have ended all hostilities, and request diplomatic exchange with Second Sebecean Coalition to create a grand trade alliance.
OPEN TRANSMISSION TO ALL SOVEREIGNS WITHIN PROXIMITY OF THE OSENTE SYSTEM
Let me make it short to say what I must. We cannot just understand what had happened, what will happen, what is happening. We need to rebuild our civilization. We find it an experience that we could not forget. The Osente system is of extreme usefulness to us, however, we need to slowly take this as we go. We require time to come into such an alliance, such a position, we hope you can understand. We will agree to a complete cease fire and temporary alliance until the Guilds have been rebuilt, and then we shall begin full relations and open ourselves truly to the galaxy. Yet now we must bide our time and recover. This is certainly not a rejection, as it is a short delay to the inevitable. We have seen that a transmission has come from the Eastern Sector. This is an internal Guild matter that must be attended to. Later on in this process, we will contact you on this matter if necessary, and as a sign of trust to the Sebecean Imperium, we wish to hear any pertinent proposals currently. We also requist that the Imperium completely stop all aggression towards the Serene Death sovereigns and also to Veskaland. This is our only request.

T H E D I P L O M A T
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COMM TO THE DIPLOMAT FROM AUTOGOD

We understand your position and will begin to send in supplies to help your rebuilding. We are removing our forces from the system but the Aclaria (sebecean ship that came out of the portal) is being repaired, and that will take time. Fortunatly I am aboard the Aclaria in the flesh, so we can proceed with talks. Remember that if you require our assistance, just call. Also in a sign of friendship and repentance, we will transfer 7 Raider Destroyers that can be run automated or manned. We propose as an alliance that a full open boards trade alliance be formed, and due to your current situation we will wait to work out the details. Once the Patriarchs awoke, we ended all hostilities with the Foreign Entities.

The crew of the Calla and its strike force braced as they took hits from the Sebacean defenses. The Admiral was about to give the order to attack when the fighting stopped. She called all ships back to the fleet and to form up.

"Admiral, a message for you from over the Net" the comms officer said as he handed her a print out.

She looked it over and then said, "send a message to the others and then we will jump out, to the Narba system."

The message was as follows: This is Admiral Ka'Rhi, for the last time communicating with you. We have just recieved word that a world of ours is under attack and we are to proceed and assist them. We will not be sticking around, as it seems we are not needed anymore. Goodbye and goodluck. Admiral Ka'Rhi out.At the end of the message was the coordinates to the system that the fleet was heading to.

And with that message the fleet jumped away.

OOC: This is the Decimator's stats only three exist, and all three are in the Onsente system alone.


1MSCBC-Decimator Class Modular Space Combat Super BattleCruiser
Compact Depolyment Size: L:22.1mi W:3.52mi H:6.78mi
Full Combat Depolyment Size: L:26mi W:7.3mi H:8.3mi
Normal Crew Size: aprox 5,000
Weapons: Unk # of Chaotic Gravity Cannons, FRAG Cannons, along with the many modular weapons systems.

The Decimator is an advanced Super BattleCruiser, one of the new breeds of modular ships that requires only a small handfull of people to operate (Karran Class Command Carrier is 3.5 miles long, and has a crew of about 50,000, while the Decimator is larger in size, but not in crew) It is reported that because of its size it cannot subspace jump, however scientists have created a new wormhole tech that allows this massive ship to jump. It weapons array is said to consist of many robotic combat drones, advanced railguns, and many other weapons. Most weapons on the ship have the new satellite ability, or the ability to detach from the main hull and fire from off of the main ship. Its modular tranformations are also said to be spectacular. When the Decimator and its two other little sisters are shown to the public we will recieve more information on them and their aproximate numbers.

OOC: How many total guns does the Decimator class boast, unknown isn't gonna cut it.

To the DIPLOMAT:

Her most serene majesty, the sliver queen, sends her regards and announces that she will mobilise the Hive in your defense, all 30 million of them will arrive in the system within 8 hours.

To the forces threatening the Omar:

Her majesty the sliver queen sends this message, those who would attack a nation for its technology are below contempt, you are directed to leave the system and the Omar in peace, if you do not you will be set upon by the full fury of the swarm, you have eight hours to comply, your presence upon our arrival will be considered an act of war, under those conditions we will take no prisoners.

OOC: the slivers are like the zerg from starcraft, reptillian insectoid genetic mutants that live in a hive and communicate through a limited telepathic hive mind, any questions concerning their abilities may be answered here: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=416782&highlight=sliver all you need to know about slivers and my nation, the whole hive is coming, all 30 million of them, all slivers are capable of combat to varying degrees of efficiency.

To the DIPLOMAT:

Her most serene majesty, the sliver queen, sends her regards and announces that she will mobilise the Hive in your defense, all 30 million of them will arrive in the system within 8 hours.

To the forces threatening the Omar:

Her majesty the sliver queen sends this message, those who would attack a nation for its technology are below contempt, you are directed to leave the system and the Omar in peace, if you do not you will be set upon by the full fury of the swarm, you have eight hours to comply, your presence upon our arrival will be considered an act of war, under those conditions we will take no prisoners.

OOC: the slivers are like the zerg from starcraft, reptillian insectoid genetic mutants that live in a hive and communicate through a limited telepathic hive mind, any questions concerning their abilities may be answered here: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=416782&highlight=sliver all you need to know about slivers and my nation, the whole hive is coming, all 30 million of them, all slivers are capable of combat to varying degrees of efficiency.
OPEN TRANSMISSION TO THE SLIVER QUEEN
We have had a large mishandling of the affairs currently here. We require no assistance from the Sliver Hive under the direction of the Queen. Please desist and do not threaten any of our allies, such as the Sebecean Imperium. If you wish to inquire into relations with the Guilds, please do so through other manners. The conflict with the Sebecean Imperium has ended.

T H E D I P L O M A T
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TO THE SILVER QUEEN FROM THE AUTOGOD

We do not wish to harm you, but if insist on engaging our forces, we will be force to deploy a Command Carrier Entourage, Vulture Carrier Entourage, and a Dreadnought Warband to neutralize your forces. Your forces do not scare us, and if you continue hostilities against us, we wiil be forced to deploy a Decimator to burn down your worlds.

OOC: The exact number of Grav, FRAG, HVPB, and Modular weapons on the Decimator are classifeid, but what can be told is that their are two foward mounted Rail guns with a 400 yard launch rails. It also has four other 50 yard Rail gun turrets with each four tubes per turret. The Sebecean Rail gun fires a crude 'dirty' 50 megaton thermonuclear warhead, at speeds of .065 Speed of light on the turrets and up to .113 SoL on the forward mounted ones. And to remind you, my entire military is way larger than 30 million.

IC
TO ADMIRAL KA'RHI FROM THE AUTOGOD
We apologize for any damage to your ship, do you require any assistance in the protection of your planet?

OPEN TRANSMISSION TO THE SLIVER QUEEN

My apologies, I was under the impression that you still needed assistance, news travels fast through the hive but we are slow to find out about the news most of the time.

TO THE SILVER QUEEN FROM THE AUTOGOD

We do not wish to harm you, but if insist on engaging our forces, we will be force to deploy a Command Carrier Entourage, Vulture Carrier Entourage, and a Dreadnought Warband to neutralize your forces. Your forces do not scare us, and if you continue hostilities against us, we wiil be forced to deploy a Decimator to burn down your worlds.

OOC: The exact number of Grav, FRAG, HVPB, and Modular weapons on the Decimator are classifeid, but what can be told is that their are two foward mounted Rail guns with a 400 yard launch rails. It also has four other 50 yard Rail gun turrets with each four tubes per turret. The Sebecean Rail gun fires a crude 'dirty' 50 megaton thermonuclear warhead, at speeds of .065 Speed of light on the turrets and up to .113 SoL on the forward mounted ones. And to remind you, my entire military is way larger than 30 million.

OOC: I just want grand total of all your guns together, not total of each. I wanna know how many total turrets it has so I can determine a reasonable threat level to assign to it during combat, if it happens. Hell an approximation would suffice, like about a thousand or something like that. As for military size, so what, my troops are small, fast and strong, you have big clumsy guns versus 6 foot animals that can move really fast(for animals at least), I'd take minimal casualties, except versus the FRAG guns, gravity, well, gravity sucks, I'll breed a sliver to deal with it within a RL month and that'll be that for grav weapons(I love mutations).

Your forces do not frighten us, however the Omar have told us that we need not assault you to aid them, as such we will turn back most of the hive and send the overlord with a 1 million escort to open diplomatic contact with you and the Omar, we are sending Muscle sliver, Mindwhip slivers and Mnemonic slivers, with wing slivers interspersed throughout to provide mobility in space as the escort(OOC: sliver hives always send large escorts with the higher ups in the hive, only one of each so they have to try very hard to keep them safe doncha know, 1 million is actuawlly on the small side for an overlords escort)

OOC: Let me discribe to you a Chaotic Gravity Cannon. A Micro black hole is created, and is sling shotted out of the barrel by gravity generators, it has excellent range. It also, being gravity, has a feild around it that when at 150 yards about 5 gees are felt, but as you get closer the gees increase greatly and reach 153.2 gees at the threshold, or the point at which sensors could not read. A slight miss can cause tons of damage and, depending on ship types, crush or crack ship hulls. A direct strike has always been known to shatter and object. The Black hole does after time, get ripped apart by ambiant gravity. Also ships that have artificial gravity can reduce the effect from 150 yards away, but become useless under 100 yards.

[OOC: This RP has reached a close. Mini Miehm, if you want to have a diplomat meeting, we can finish it in another thread. Right now, I need to compile the events in this thread and get it marked down in my factbook in the History section. I would also like to know all the systems that were offered for the Omar to settle, so I can get that information marked down. Just a recap of it all is fine.]

[OOC: This RP has reached a close. Mini Miehm, if you want to have a diplomat meeting, we can finish it in another thread. Right now, I need to compile the events in this thread and get it marked down in my factbook in the History section. I would also like to know all the systems that were offered for the Omar to settle, so I can get that information marked down. Just a recap of it all is fine.]

Systems- ME-330, FA-560, and ME-429